We hear triumphant running and cries of happiness. "I KILLED SIRIUS BLACK!" A woman named Bellatrix Lestrange shrieks that on her way out of the Ministry. She comes across a hill and looks at a tiny tent. She stops dead in her tracks. She feels nostalgia. She had been here. 24 years ago. She had been here with a boy 8 years younger than her. His name was Sirius Black.
She goes in. They had made this tent 24 years back. She saw a tiny little dragon toy next to another dragon toy a bit bigger than it. The toys were smiling at each other. This represented Sirius and Bellatrix's friendship.
The triumph in Bellatrix washed away. Then, a memory played in her inner eye.
"Bella this is my new toy! Mommy gave me! Now he can play with yours!"
"Wow, Sirius! He looks awesome! Lets play with our dragons!"
The young friends run with their dragons in their hands, and look at a hill.
"This is a beautiful hill Bella, shall we make this our hideout?" Asked little Sirius. "Yeah, now we need to make a tent!" Said Bella. The two made a tent and played there. They chased butterflies and watered the beautiful flowers.
"Will you ever be my enemy, Bella?" Asked Sirius. "Never. Never at all," said Bella Black.
"Never at all," repeated Bellatrix Lestrange, as she breaks down into tears sitting inside the tent.