She’s proud of him. @impendiovis.bsky.social

She’s seated quietly in the armchair in her portrait, watching him work. Some things never change. @impendiovis.bsky.social

She’ll always be watching over him, but he has to let her go . . @impendiovis.bsky.social

She doesn’t want him to see her like this . .

She’s dead, he can’t touch her . .

He shouldn’t see her like this . .

There’s a church, but she doesn’t recognise it . .

Wandering with a confused expression . .

Get her out of here . . @impendiovis.bsky.social

They can’t keep her here. They know Cygnus has a soft heart and he’ll never forgive himself if they permanently separate her and Pollux . . @crudelis.bsky.social

Try harder . .

He needs to be here . .

They can’t do that . .

She’s starving, and exhausted; but he hasn’t come for her yet . .

He said she wouldn’t be going back there . . @impendiovis.bsky.social

Marching up to him with a photo she found on his desk of her when she was young, but she can’t recognise that it’s herself. “Who the hell is this? Another one of your girlfriends?!” @impendiovis.bsky.social

She’s been waiting patiently since the day she died, waiting just beyond the veil for him to join her. Her one and only love . . @impendiovis.bsky.social

Ever the ungrateful brat.

A great granddaughter . .

She wants a word. @crudelis.bsky.social

She’s restless, and as a result, she’s going through her wardrobe and throwing every single item out into their bedroom floor. She hates it all. @impendiovis.bsky.social

That’s impossible.

What does he mean?

Her father was nineteen when was born, so she’s twenty . .

He can’t be, he’s not even forty . .

She found a newspaper clipping in one of her books, announcing her father’s death. He can’t be . .

that isn’t right . .

She’s desperately trying to find her favourite gown, unable to remember it got ruined in the hospital. @impendiovis.bsky.social

Will he still love her even when she can’t remember him?

She’s glad he’s not their daughter’s problem anymore.

She hopes he let him have it.

So she heard last night. How worse off was he?

She’d rather that than have him be like their former son in law.

It’s her fault, for not loving him as much as the other two . .

She still did it . .

She wouldn’t call nearly killing him or kidnapping their granddaughter a mishap . .

Nothing to worry about? She’s losing her mind . .

Of course she needs to, it wasn’t meant to go like this . .

Irma Black, née Crabbe. Matriarch. Wife. Pureblood. Former Slytherin. ❝But I took your matches before fire could catch me.❞ 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 #𝒶𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇𝑔𝓁𝑜𝓌.

She never wanted to hurt him . .

She can’t help it.

And yet she feels guilty about it…

She just wants to be a little selfish, the children are adults, they shouldn’t need them anymore…

Tell that to alphard, and their daughter . .

Unless the children need him . .