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Sirius is dead, now. Bella killed him. And then his godson tried to kill her. So much hate. So much anger. I can't help but wonder — if Sirius could just have kept on speaking terms with the family, would any of this had happened?
Regulus is dead, too — he died way back, even before Voldemort vanished. From what I hear, he joined the Death Eaters but tried to back out, and was killed.
And Bella — well, she's gone further than I ever thought she would. She's become the very essence of darkness. I think Azkaban did something to her — her personality hasn't changed, not really, just been magnified, and twisted. She's insane now, I swear it. She scares me. It scares me that that's my sister. That my sister has turned into that.
Cissa's got a son, sixteen years old now. She's married to Lucius Malfoy, but he's in Azkaban. I think Cissa's angry. I think she might do something drastic. I don't know if she's a Death Eater, but even if she isn't, she's involved in what they do. She used to be halfway between me and Bella. Now — well, I haven't talked to her or anything, but I think she's strayed more toward Bella. And her husband is right in Voldemort's inner circle. She's gotten the high-and-mighty position she always wanted.
Ted and I live our lives. We're normal. I wanted this so much — normality. Looks like I was the only one of us to achieve it. Maybe I was the only one who wanted it. Nymphadora doesn't want normality — she turns her hair pink, for crying out loud. Not to mention that she's an Auror. She inherited Ted's clumsiness, which I've always found endearing. Apparently, others find it annoying.
I don't see much of Nymphadora these days. She tells me she's busy. I should think so, seeing as she's an Auror and Voldemort just returned. But I also think she's involved in another group, something Sirius was involved in, too, something that's been going on ever since Voldemort actually returned. She tried to tell me about it, once, but I didn't want to hear it. Normality is worth too much to me. I have to wonder, though, was it right of me to shut all that out? Could I have helped? What if I'd been there — would Sirius have lived? Would he have been proven innocent, like I always knew he was? There's no way of knowing what would have happened, though, so I'll live with it. I'll deal.
And I'll wait for tomorrow.
A/N: Well, there you have it. I didn't really do it intentionally, but I think Andie's love for normality is fitting. Folding socks? Also — I will respond to all reviews to this chapter, and previous chapters if they're reviewed after I post this chapter, on my LiveJournal, which is linked to as my "homepage" on my profile. So please review, because then you'll get a whole little paragraph on my LiveJournal dedicated to you. And if you say something interesting, it might even be a long paragraph. Now you have a very good reason to review, no?