A/N: Hey all of you wonderful people! So for me, school started yesterday and I'm starting high school. Yup. High school a.k.a torture. Anyway, since I will be posting less frequently, I decided that I needed to post this. This idea has been in my head for a while but I never got the chance to write it out. But here it is. It's not what I expected. I definitely expected a much more well-written story but I guess "torture" has stolen my creativeness. Okay...this is too long. So happy reading! :)

Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter.

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wounds heal but scars never fade

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The defects of the mind are like the wounds of a body.

Whatever care we take to heal them the scars ever remain,

and there is always danger of their reopening.

-FranÁois de la Rochefoucauld

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You thought life would be perfect. You thought life would be good when you left them. Your family. After all, you would have freedom and the loving husband you want. But then, you don't understand why you feel that slight twinge of remorse in your heart when you think about them once in awhile. (Well, maybe it's not just once in awhile. Maybe just once a week. Or maybe just once every day.)

But life isn't what you expected without them. Of course you're happy. You have a great husband, a beautiful daughter, and a grandson soon on the way. But even through all that happiness, behind all the joy, you feel…empty. You feel empty and you feel pain. You feel regret and guilt. Not because you ran off with a Muggle-born (because you would never regret that) but for what you have lost in doing so. What you had to give up because of your decision. Because maybe, once upon a time, there were three loving sisters that were inseparable. Three sisters that would always stick together and help each other. Three sisters that would do anything for each other. And it was hard to give it up. To give up that relationship, that close bond, that held you together. But you don't regret it, do you? Because you have a great husband, a beautiful daughter, and a grandson soon on the way. You don't regret that it's not Bellatrix, Andromeda, Narcissa anymore, do you?

And so every day (every single day) you try and convince yourself that you're fine. That your life is perfect the way it is. Because you have a great husband, a beautiful daughter, and a grandson soon on the way. So every day, you (falsely) remind yourself that a world without them is better, because they didn't support your decision of freedom. They didn't agree with who you were going to marry. And it's difficult to try and convince yourself when every single time your heart drops. You feel a thick, dark cloud of sadness. You try to brush the feeling off, but it stays.

Every time you see them somewhere, you feel your heart twinge. Just passing by in Diagon Alley and you can feel them just brush past you as if you were nothing. You heart twinges with sadness and regret and guilt and remorse. Because remember that time long ago, when all of you were inseparable?

You know you were hurt when they disowned you. You know it was painful to know that you weren't Andromeda Black anymore. But you thought that had all gone away. Because life's great now. You have a great husband, a beautiful daughter, and a grandson. You thought it was all fine because the wounds had healed. You thought that life was all good and perfect. But there were wounds. Painful, life-changing wounds. And even when wounds heal, scars will never fade.

A/N: Sooo...? What did you think? Wasn't it horrible? Yeah. So review.

And if you were crazy enough to favorite this, please review. :)