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Once, there was three Greengrass sister: because for three times Herbert Greengrass loved his wife Silena, and then left her after the fourth time even he hated her – and for three times Herbert had greeted his daughters with a kiss, before he went to the Ministry of Magic, where he worked. And the fourth, he never came back.
The first is dead, the second is buried and the third is forgotten.
(Because the laurel can't live in the underground)
Daphne Greengrass was born during a december's night, so cold that even the snow refused to get off: she opened her eyes and saw the plant that was on the bedside, who was of the same color of the Greengrass women's eyes.
Laurel – and her name was carved in the stone, delicate, however, as ink on paper.
She married because she was fall in love, as often happens, and for love she was disappointed – because her son grew up to much like her, in all respects.
Now, she spends all the day in front of the window, waiting that Alex and his young wife come to her – and Blaise is worried for his wife, who alienating herself more and more everyday.
Is like live in the underground, when the walls close and the air away from her and Daphne don't remember how you breath.
(Also the stars can die)
Asteria Greengrass breathed for the first time during a night of late july, with the fruit parfume that spread to the house. The parents called herself "Asteria" because she was born under the well star – and the star seem almost immortal, if we seen in an away point of view.
She married because was the right thing to do, also if her hearth was freezing – because one man was died, more years before: she didn't want remember – and it was dragging to the chasm.
Now, she's cold and courtly, a dead star, in the Malfoy's crypt: Scorpius went to see her, before he ran away from a fate that was determinated to be faster than all the members of that family.
It was like an explosion, when she did a slash on her wrist and the blood is spilled on the carpet and she saw only the memories that she thought she had forgotten
(Forgetting is the worst curse)
Elizabeth Greengrass was born with a Muggle's name, because a Muggle was the man who was fall in love with her mother – the fourth times: when Herbert Greengrass went away and left her the name to be decided for a baby with too sharp eyes to be his daughter.
She married by chance, because she believed – she was right – that he was the only man who could understand her: someone said that the Greengrass woman can fall in love only for one time.
Now, she spends alone her days, because anyone remember her, hidden by the tragic fates of her sisters: Elizabeth Nott waiting that the same fate came for her.
And close her eyes, when an arrow of fier lights up the sky.
Once, there was three Greengrass sister. The ground took the first – because the plants can't breath in the underground – and the second is without blood in the veins.
The third is forgotten.
Sorry for bad english (I'm italian), but i live so much this story :) Italian fanfic, "ritagli", by Elizabeth Mary Greengrass: . ?sid=1890081&i=1
Please, R&R
E. M. G.