Once upon a time
there were three sisters
Best of Friends
Three-in-one
then all of a sudden
that dream SHATTERED
into a million pieces
something went HORRIBLY wrong
The first BELLATRIX LESTRANGE
followed her parents
(PureBlood-Mania)
Became a DEATHEATER
Then there wasANDROMEDA TONKS
did the worst thing imaginable
(married a MudBlood)
She was DISOWNED
Little NARCISSA MALFOY
was so confused
(Who do I follow?)
Went with BELLA
They were fine
(so they said)
Didn't need the others
(so they said)
But behind it all they
cry, cry, cried
they needed the others
Then one day there was a war
(the second one)
BELLA killed
ANDY mothered
CISSY searched
The first was killed
(Molly Weasley did that)
The second lost everything
(Her daughter, her husband)
The third had everything
(so it seemed)
ANDROMEDA was walking
through the dead
stumbled upon BELLA
(add another to the list)
NARCISSA was walking
stumbled upon her ANDY
lying next to her BELLA
(the dead one)
They talk, talk, talked
and they cry, cry, cried
with eachother, for eachother
and they were together
(two-in-one)
BELLATRIX watched them
(from where ever she was)
watched the jealously
She wanted to apologize to ANDY
She wanted to tell CISSY everything was the same
(she did the latter way to often)
The two
ANDY and CISSY
were closer than ever
(it had always been BELLA&ANDY)
they met everyday
for a long time
Then one things went bad
ANDY got sick, sick, sick
died a week later
CISSY cry, cry, cried
(did that often now)
In where ever they went
BELLA found ANDY
BELLA was cry, cry, crying
ANDY was cry, cry, crying
(Happy tears)
They were back
(BELLA&ANDY)
and better than ever
After a year
A long year for CISSY
she too had die, die, died
(Finally)
She was happy
Happy to see her lost BELLA
Happy to see her found ANDY
and they were there
(together)
ready for a new story
(Once upon a time
there were three sisters
Best of Friends
Three-in-one
then all of a sudden)
There was no sudden
they stayed that way
Disclaimer: I am not owning this
Firstish fic was probably bad. Eh. I'll get better.
