SHE'S ALL THAT ➭ SIRIUS BLACK ❨2❩ ✔︎

ACT THREE, SCENE FIVE

THE ROSIER ESTATE

Funerals were hard, that much Sage Fontaine was certain of.

Even when mourning someone like Evan Rosier, someone who was the polar opposite of everything Sage stood for, funerals were hard.

While she disagreed with nearly every single thing Evan believed in, he still had been her friend. For seven years, he had been someone she shared classes with, ate meals with, and was around, nearly every single day.

Nearly two thousand days of knowing Evan, and suddenly he was gone. Murdered on a mission for Voldemort, by an Auror who was fighting for the right side.

Sage didn't excuse his actions, not in the slightest.

But as she sat in the back of the sea of mourners, holding Rowan while she cried and shook with sobs, Sage couldn't help but think things should have been different; Evan didn't have to go down the path he did.

The most heartbreaking thing about Evan Rosier's death was that Rowan blamed herself. I should have been enough to convince him to be good, she confessed to Sage the night before the funeral. I should have been enough. Why wasn't I enough?

Those words had nearly been enough motivation for Sage to break some sort of ancient law and bring Evan back, just so Rowan didn't shoulder that guilt for the rest of her life. So Rowan could unleash hellfire upon him and scream and yell and hit him until he finally made the right decision.

Sage pretended she didn't see Regulus in the crowd. She pretended she didn't know why he was there—not as a friend, no. But as one of Evan's fellow Death Eaters.

Bellatrix Black—no, it's Lestrange, now, Sage had to remind herself—was also there, and she didn't look at either of her former friends. Not even once. No words were spoken between the three of them. Not an 'I'm sorry for your loss,' or even a simple 'It's nice to see you.'

Sage had been to enough funerals in her eighteen years on this earth. She silently prayed to never have to attend another one.

Although, in a war like this, she knew in her heart that funerals were inevitable.

She just hoped she wouldn't have to bury a friend.

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