Annalee Fawley-Black is in jail with Bellatrix Lestrange. Sirius Black isn't. They're both heartbroken.
"I hate you," Anna grumbles after losing a game of arm wrestle.
"I hate you more," Bellatrix replies endearingly.
"I hate you most."
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"As for me, I've mostly been writing, honestly," Remus confesses. "What'd you think of my current book title: The Confessions of a Teenage Werewolf?"
"I think that's absolute shit, Moony," Sirius replies.
"I can almost hear Ginger saying that right about now," Remus grins.
Sirius nods, "Anna, too."
"Happy anniversary, by the way."
"I think that's also shit, Moony."
Remus shrugs, "Burying her doesn't mean she never existed. You erase her from your stories and erase her from your storybooks, but she was still there. She was still there when we grew up together and when Ginger died and when Regulus died and when we all came alive. She was still there and you can't ever forget that."
"I can't, but I can sure as hell try."
Or in which Annalee Fawley-Black has her fragile heart broken one too many times and Sirius Black has an angel watching over him.
Annalee Fawley-Black
~The Imprisoned Ice Queen~
"I've never, not ever, lived in a situation that wasn't life or death. I've never been able to afford death so I've never been able to afford not having a plan."
[Hunter Schafer]
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