She was my sister, I-I loved her, I just hope she can forgive me." My mother spoke between sobs. I patted her on the back.
"I'm sure she would, but then again it was your decision for us not to be death eaters anymore," I replied sympathetically, trying to cheer her up.
I then heard a twig break behind us, it was Pansy Parkinson and her father.
"Sorry for your loss, I've always liked Bellatrix," Pansy spoke. Pansy hasn't changed at all. Her hair is still the short black hair it used to be, her face is still the pale white colour it always has been.
"Thanks, we really appreciate it." Mother sobbed.
"Erm, Pansy? Have you heard from Astoria lately? I would like to speak with her again." I questioned.
"No, but I can give you her address if you would like, then you can send her mail. You know, back in the first year to year five, I had a BIG crush on you, but after I saw you and Astoria, you two looked so cute together." Pansy chuckled.
"Really? You would do that? Thanks a lot, and yeah, I knew about that, you were crazy about me, it was very disturbing, to be honest." I said while laughing.
"C'mon Pans, it's time to go." Mr. Parkinson muttered. We were visiting Aunt Bellatrix's grave, without my father.
