SHE'S ALL THAT ➭ SIRIUS BLACK ❨2❩ ✔︎

ACT FIVE, SCENE THIRTY FIVE

UNSENT LETTERS

Lily,
Happy birthday, my love.
You would have been thirty six today. No matter how many years pass, it still feels wrong to be doing this without you. You've been gone longer than we were friends, and that just doesn't sit right with me.

I hope you're proud of me. Of Sirius, of Harry, of everyone you left behind. We miss you, more than any of us could ever begin to express.

There's so much I want to tell you, Lily. I know I don't write as often as I should, but I'm living under the impression that you can already see everything that's happening here, earth-side. If that's true, you would know that Harry's patronus is a stag, just like James's.

Also, I thought you should know that my patronus changed. It used to be a dog, basically Sirius's animagus, honestly, but now it's a snake—a black mamba, to be specific. I wrote to Trelawney about it, and she said that it means that I am a force to be reckoned with, deadly and feared.

Can I tell you something? Well, it's not like you can say no.

I miss when every ounce of my happiness was tied to Sirius. Don't get me wrong, he is the love of my life and I owe you, Harry, and him for everything I have become. But he is not the most important thing in my life anymore. I dunno. I guess I just miss when it was just me and Sirius against the world.

Anyway, I miss you. Sometimes, I find myself turning to tell you something, only to remember that you're not here anymore.

Can't wait to see you again. Thanks for keeping Julien company for me.

I love you endlessly.

Love,
Sage