Kirana Black writes a vague chronicle of the past decade or so.
So much has changed in a decade. I didn't think it would change so much, but it did. I'm twenty seven now, and so are Sirius, James and Remus, not to mention Regulus and Aisling will be, soon enough.
I still don't trust Lily. Perhaps I never will because she married my brother. However, we remain civil, mostly due to Mom reminding Lily that I was right and she should be grateful I didn't hex her. It's a little obnoxious, I admit, but it's also true. What Black blood I have has apparently presented as combat prowess, combined with Potter reflexes, same as James. Unlike my idiot brother, however, I am more subtle.
Because yes, I distrust Lily's personality and loyalty, but I do not doubt her intelligence. In this, I both was and was not surprised that Regulus, Ash and Sirius agree with me. But then, we've been a fairly tight unit since we all found and kept our Heart's Mates young. James was a moron, and Remus found Nymphadora a fair bit early. Neither is their fault, but.
Always but, huh?
I don't suffer idiots. I never have. I wield my intelligence like a bladed weapon, my tongue as sharp an edge as any knife or sword I could carry, because that's who I must be.
Potters are strong, tenacious and generally good.
Blacks are slyly cunning, smart and strong.
I don't understand morons because I'd never known them since I could toddle after James. My parents are good people, but strong enough, scarred enough, to do what needs doing. The Blacks, Malfoys, Tonkses and Longbottoms are strong and smart and loyal. We spent my childhood Reunifying a House because we all finally understood that our Heart is the only thing we have to protect.
Family, friends, people you love- that's what makes your heart. I was taught from the day I was born that a heart is an ever expanding organ, and you should only shut doors on the unredeemable.
I still don't understand how a single word was all it took for Lily to turn away from Snape. Anyone with eyes, even my idiot brother, could see that he adored her. She just tossed it to the wind, without a care, the only one James could stand to lose her to.
Have I forgiven Lily for making her own choices? Of course, she was a teenager, and we're all human, but I still refuse to be more than civil. I don't know if she'll stab me in the back, and I'd rather not find out.
Especially since I have a daughter and nieces to take care of.
In this decadetat I'm recording, me, Aisling, Lily and my older brother Jasper's wife Iliana, as well as Alice Longbottom and Narcissa Malfoy all had children born in the same year. My Iliana was born three days after her fraternal twin cousins Sylvia and Daniella, in February, while Draco was born alongside Aaliyah Black in May, and Harry Potter and Neville Longbottom were born at the tail end of June.
That's not all, of course.
When Harry was six years old, he ran out of a hiding place in Diagon Alley, because he was mad at an attacking Voldemort. He bumped into that bastard, pushing him into the line of fire where Moody shot a severing jinx. Because it hit his carotid, his assholeness died instantly.
Reg thinks he'll have a way to come back, but for now, I have to send Lia and her cousins- Dani and Via- to Hogwarts, with there other cousins.
Oh, yes, the reason Sirius and I are raising the girls is that- well, as can happen in a war- Jasper and Iliana died. Mom and Dad were heartbroken, of course. James took Jazz's spot in the Head Circle- or he will, Dad's still the Head of House Potter. Sirius and Regulus already agreed to share the position between them, since they seem to do equal amounts of legwork for the Paterfamilias. Lucius and Frank of course, are quite content to let their parents rule the house while they raise their sons.
Kirana Potter Black, 21 June, 1989
Most of the women will use both their maiden and married names, but unhyphenated, because I like the way it looks- like you're still you, just with something more.
