Anastasia Bedelia Black
Written by: Rooster 135
Prologue
I never knew my father. He died when my mother was pregnant with me. He died a hero, from what I was told of him. My mother never moved on, never remarried, she couldn't. She's a great mother, always looked out for me but growing up there was always this missing piece; my father. I visited his grave nearly everday and sat there talking to him.
After the Battle of Hogwarts and after the defeat of Voldemort the Ministry honored Sirius Black by giving him more money in the bank for his family and giving him a great big headstone. It was useless though because it's not like they could bring him back so there was still this hole in our lives.
I hated the Ministry so much for what they did to my father, for not giving him a trial, for blaming Aunt Lily and Uncle James' death on him, and I blamed them for my father's death. My mother's tried talking to me about it but there's just no turning me around on it. I hated them and I was never going to trust them.
It became better though once he returned, once everyone returned. No one knew how or why but they returned. My name is Anastasia Bedelia Black and this is my story.