what id give to not be alone

Belle felt sweet relief in the embrace of Iolaire, she sighed heavily and began the process of composing herself. This was not a burden to lay at Sirius’s feet, he didn’t deserve it and she couldn’t begrudge his happiness. The Empress allowed Io to lead her into the cottage, her sobs halting as she gathered her wits about her. She could over come, but the feeling of desperation was intense.

She made herself comfortable where she was guided and settled easily onto the furs, she curled her limbs into herself and lowered her head to the ground. Lavender eyes watched the fire as it danced delicately before her, and she tried to push away the weakness that overcame her.

Iolaire finished the tea, and the simple aroma seemed to calm her, violet gaze was still lost in the fire as the dainty healer wrapped herself around the ivory splashed woman. Deathbelle leaned into Io’s embrace and sighed heavily as she closed her eyes, already feeling foolish for her emotions. ”Nothing ever changes.” She whispered softly, one moment she felt like she had the whole world and the next it felt like she had nothing again. ”I haven’t seen Hannibal in days, I let myself get too close to Sirius again. I.. just want to hold you.” She whispered the last bit as she shifted to her side and pulled Iolaire close to her like she once had before.