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It's been a few weeks since my breakdown. I've barely spoken to Lorenzo other than when he comes to see Arabelle after classes have finished and even then we hardly speak a word to eachother I usually take the opportunity to have a bath, catch up on my work or researching for the next task. When we look at eachother, I see a sense of longing and so many unresolved feelings there but I try and put my feelings away, to hide from them. I still love him and think that part of me always will, but I have accepted that I will never be his fully, so I try and take each day as it comes. At least until the night comes, along with the familiar tears and pain. Draco is around much more often, he has been my rock throughout the process, Arabelle absolutely adores the boy.
Madam Pomfrey has kindly offered to take care of Arabelle for the night, so I can enjoy the Ball and let my hair down. I'm to pick her back up at midnight.
Aimie and I are now getting ready and I feel myself surprisingly excited for it. For once, I feel like an actual teenager, not just a mother. I am just putting on my makeup while Aimie does my hair when an owl taps on the window with a letter.
"I'll get it". Aimie says as she makes her way to the window. "It's for you." I raise my eyebrows in confusion but then I see the all too familiar handwriting of Lorenzo and my heart plummets. Inside it reads:
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The Beautifully Tragic Life of Kassandra Snape
Fanfictionthis follows the life of Selene Kassandra Snape, daughter of Hogwarts Professor Serverus Snape, as she experiences grief, pain, happiness and most importantly- two loves like no other. Also, I do not own any rights to any characters, Bar Kassandra...