Annabella Ariana Grindelwald, daughter of the Criminal Gellert Grindelwald, and traitor Queenie Goldstein.
Age 17, eyes the color of the deepest purple, and hair white as snow.
But with all that beauty came equal amount of pain.
Anna spent five and...
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"Soulmates always find their way back to each other." -faraway
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The room was beautiful, with soft colors and beautiful antique furniture. It was timeless. Queenie sat on one of the large couches. It's beautiful white fabric decorated with perfectly placed pillows. The older witch having decorated every square inch of the manor.
Silently Anna makes her way down the marble stairs, her hair was pinned up and away from her face. She wore an outfit that didn't suit the time they were in. The skirt was long and modest, she wore slick black shoes, and a grey shirt tucked into the waist band of the skirt. She looked beautiful but it was too conservative for a teenage girl.
"Oh dear, your wearing that?!" Queenie exclaims, forgetting that she hadn't touched her daughters wardrobe for years.
Anna looks down at her outfit in confusion. "What's wrong with my attire." Anna asks, growing a little insecure.
"Dear it's years too old, come on sweetheart, let's get you changed in something more appropriate." Queenie says
Anna looked a little upset but she follows after her mother.
....
"This doesn't feel right." Anna says, she stares down at her outfit. She wore a skin tight shirt with a soft floral print and black flared out pants. She didn't know how to feel about the outfit. "Oh please, quite fussing, now come on, Hagrid is waiting for us." Queenie says
"Are you sure you should be going out, aren't you some criminal." Anna ask "wasn't found guilty, that's how messed up our system is." Queenie says, she stares through every window shop as they walk along the pebble path.
"What about the guards you were talking about, I don't see any." Anna says
"Because you haven't been looking closely and there for you, sorry darling. The ministry knows of your affiliation with the man you shall not say and the fact that your father is Grindelwald." Queenie says
"But I'm only 17." Anna says "stronger magic, your at that ripe age where your magic is still so pure, they are worried you can create blue fire like your father." Queenie says, fully turning to her daughter.
"Didn't he need the elder wind for that." Anna ask, halting in her steps, flustered.
"Yes in a way, but we don't know if that's all true. Your father courted me because he knew of my ability, he wanted a truly powerful child. And we both know you inherited my Legilimency." Queenie says, gently reaching over and taking Anna's hand.
"An ability I don't use, because I believe it's an invasion of privacy, unlike you Mum." Anna says, gently pulling her hand away. "It only shows how powerful you are, I can't help my ability, I can't exactly shut it off." Queenie says, stepping closer, but not placing a hand on her, she understands her daughter needed space.
"I know you can't control it........can you see into my mind." Anna ask, she's worried that after years of being put into a magic coma, she's concerned with her ability to ward off an mental manipulation.
Queenie giggles. "No, I believe your Tom taught you that ability." Queenie says
Anna couldn't help but smile at the fond memory.
....
Years ago. Fourth year.
The tall astronomy tower, stood above the castle, almost reaching past the clouds. Inside was a warm lite fireplace, with soft couches and a telescope at the large window. The ceiling was transparent, providing a clear view of the night sky.
The room was beautiful.
A soft giggle emits past the couches and at the foot of the fireplace, as well as a frustrated huff. "You are infuriating you know that?" Tom asks, his deep voice resonating along the hollow walls. "Oh don't pout Riddle, it's not attractive." Anna teases, she knows his pout was completely attractive, anything the male did was.
Tom lifts an eyebrow. "Riddle, huh, I guess were back to last name bases." Tom teases, raising a hand, touching Anna's rosy cheek.
Anna giggles, her eyes softening as they focus on his flushed lips, she slowly leans forward, so her lips are grazing his. "I guess we are Riddle." Anna purrs, her eyes narrowing predatory.
Toms eyes darken slightly at the sultry look on Anna's face. "Teasing isn't lady like Belle." Tom whispers, tilting his head, his lips closer to hers, now gripping her jaw, his rings a cold presences on her skin.
Anna's eyes move down to his lips and back to his eyes.
She's absolutely stunning.
Suddenly Anna pulls back with a cheer, raising her arms with a happy grin, which only makes Tom groan in defeat, hanging his head.
Anna giggles with a wide smile, moving over so she's sitting on Toms lap, making the darker teen raise his head, looking at Anna in fondness.
"I win." Anna whispers, her lips pulled up in a wide grin.
"Yes you did, my powers of occlumency is nothing compared to your powers of legilimency. You won." Tom says with a small smile.
Anna's grin softens to a gentle smile, her hands come up his chest and up behind his neck, only to run her fingers through his dark locks. Tom smiles and he closes his eyes in bliss.
Your amazing Belle.
Anna leans forward and she softly kisses Tom.
"Teach me." Tom whispers
Anna slowly and reluctantly pulls back and she opens her eyes to stare into Toms beautiful blue ones. And yes they are beautiful.
Anna tilts her head with a lifted eye brow. "What." Anna ask, confused. "Teach me how to do what you do and I'll teach you how to shield your mind from other Legilim." Tom says
Anna smiles. "Okay...I'll teach you, but be warned, I'm very jealous and if you become better then me, I might just ignore you." Anna teases
Tom chuckles, his hands firmly on Anna's hips. "You? Jealous?!" Tom asks with a small laugh.
"What?!" Anna ask
"You are about the most secure person I have ever met. I can't see that, I mean your cute but you can never be jealous." Tom says, amused.
"I can be jealous! I mean I'm jealous of your gorgeous dark locks! My hair can't hold curls like yours!" Anna exclaims teasingly, gently tugging at the base of his hair, earning herself a soft groan.
Tom chuckles, shaking his head. "Real cute Belle." Tom jokes, leaning forward and capturing her lips into a bruising kiss.
....
Present.
He probably let me win.
Tom was powerful but they were each other's equals. It was infuriating at times but it made them closer.
They always set out to out do the other. If one learns the piano, the others follows right after. It was always a competition with the two. They loved it, it kept them on their toes.
Anna looks down at her pants, smoothing out any wrinkles. Anna takes a deep breath and she looks up at her smiling mother.
She knows she saw the memory with her, when it came to Tom, she had her shields down.
"That was a beautiful memory Ann." Queenie says "it just made me miss him more." Anna says
