Annabella Ariana Grindelwald, daughter of the Criminal Gellert Grindelwald, and traitor Queenie Goldstein.
Age 17, eyes the color of the deepest purple, and hair white as snow.
But with all that beauty came equal amount of pain.
Anna spent five and...
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My name is Annabelle Grindelwald and I've been on this earth for more than forty years.....stuck in the mind of a 17 year old girl.
My life was ruined by my father, mother, and....lover.
A witch with no proper childhood, ripped from my proper time and forced upon another's.....
My life was never the same.
....
Light slowly filtered into a soft pink room, curtains drawn open, with the wind softly rustling them. The room of a young 17 year old, a room filled with innocence and perfection.
"Anna." A sweet voice coos
Feather white lashes flutter open revealing purple iris's which softly dilated as they adjusted to the harsh morning light. Pale ears twitch at the sound of a sudden giggle.
Pale white hair move across the pillow as purple eyes search sparkling green ones.
"Sorry dear, let me help you with that."
The room is soon engulfed with darkness. Anna makes a soft moan and she rubs her head in pain, her head tilting away, her eyes trying to adjust from the sudden change.
"Here, some water."
Anna turns her gaze to the woman besides her and she squints, the woman before her was well aged, with fine lines, greyish skin. The older woman was perfectly kept with proper clothes and proper hair.
The woman before her giggles some more. "You don't recognize your own mother." Queenie asks
Anna's eyes widen in surprise. "How long have I been asleep, you've aged...." Anna says, her voice rough from all the sleep, the prone female didn't realize she came out as rude, but she wasn't all the way there yet.
Queenie looks pained, but not because of the comment on her appearance.
"I'm so sorry dear, I would've woken you up sooner but your father was worried that his name would get you killed." Queenie says, Anna couldn't make out if that was the truth.
"How long have I been asleep mother." Anna asks again, her eyes darkening.
Queenie sighs. "34 years."
Anna suddenly sits up in shock and she begins to panic while looking at her mother, the look on her face was utterly heartbreaking. "34 years." Anna asks in a soft whisper. Her chest rose and fell as her heart began to tighten in fear and anxiety.
If she counted it right then it was the year 1977. And the last time she was awake was in the year 1943. So she really missed 34 years of her life.
"I'm so sorry sweetie." Queenie says
....
Queenie was softly brushing Anna's hair as she wipes away her tears.
"What about father...where is he." Anna asks, her voice hoarse. "Your father....he's in prison, it's why I was finally able to wake you." Queenie says
Anna freezes, her eyes meeting her mother's through the mirror. "What happened." Anna asks "your father lost in a duel with Dumbledore." Queenie says as she lowers the brush in her hands, her fingers twisting at the bristles. "How can he be so evil?!" Anna asks, angry and hurt.
"I don't know sweetie." Queenie says "did he really care so little of me, that he rather be in prison then be with his daughter." Anna ask
"You know that's not true, he wanted a better world where you didn't have to be scared to be who you are, he wanted what was best for us." Queenie says
