SAVANNAH WHITE
Savannah hated her last name. She was always jealous that James was a Potter. His last name was still generic but not bland. She didn't like her married name either.
She had always wanted a sister and she envied Lily hers.
She had been so caught up in Alan Reynolds that she was completely caught off guard when Sirius kissed her. She thought James had dared him.
Savannah had never expected her and Sirius to last long so she was both shocked and overjoyed when Sirius had proposed.
She had never liked children so when she found herself pregnant she was horrified. When she told Sirius she changed her mind because he had never looked happier. She finally understood when she held Patrick for the first time.
She never believed in broken hearts until John Lupin, whom she was staying with, brought home, not the American Wizard, but the Daily Prophet. It wasn't a big article, but her hearted shattered. Sirius was dead.
Only John knew how much it hurt her that Patrick looked and acted like his father.
When she was asked to transfer back to St. Mungo's, she hesitated. Britain had been a place of both good and bad memories. Everyone she loved had died there. She wondered if Remus and Mary had gotten married yet, or if Harry had managed to survive Petunia. Had Frank and Alice had more children? Where was her brother, Don? Finally, curiosity won out and the family moved.
When she finally saw Harry she didn't speak to him. He was dropping off his children at the train station for Hogwarts. She was slightly overcome when she saw how much he and one of his son's looked like James. She had forgotten how much she missed him.
She could have laughed when she found out her grandson, Regulus, had a crush on Harry's daughter, Lily.