You're the one that I love and I'm saying goodbye -- Late Winter/Early Spring 2017

I was finally back on my feet.  it was a rough road and a lot of physical therapy, but it was definitely worth it.  I was workign on myself... the divorce was underway.  It was depressing, but I could not get myself to trust her again.  I tried really hard to make things work wtih Addison, but it just did not happen.  I was able to be back home after a couple of months.  Poor Aunt Lily had to deal with me the entire time at St. Mungo's.  I made great progress.  We had ht eholiday at St. Mungo's and the kids were now back at Hogwarts of course.  I was meandering around the house; I still had a copule of weeks before having to return to the Ministry to start going through the physical tests and whatnot to attempt to get back into the field rather than being in the office.  Some people thought I was moving too fast, but I needed this.  I started to clean some thing sup, just enjoying being able to work again when I seemed like the lights went out.  When I blinked my eyes open, I realized I had my hands tied behind my back.  I looked around the dimly lit room and saw my soon to be ex-wife.  I saw that she looked horrible.  "What's going on?" I questioned, not seeing anyone else.

I let out a little hcuckle from behind Black's wife.  I waved my wand to illuminate the area.  Hurting those who ruined the Black name was pure fun for me.  I would see if there was still love here.  If not, I may let Addison go free.  Only time would tell.  I put a hand on her shoulder, relishing the fact that she flinched.  She knew I would hurt her even more.  I stepped around her and approached Black.  I had paralyzed him, but failed to kill him before.  I wanted him to suffer as much as possible before killing him -- hence why she was here.  If he did not love her anymore, that could possibly save her life.  I would find someone he did love -- like one of his three children.  "Hello Dean... you're looking so weak since I last laid eyes on you," I said icily, moving back so I could see his reaction better.

What was he talking about?  And then the light hit his face just right.  He was there.  he attacked me and Constantine.  I felt anger and hatred begin to rise.  "You," I said darkly.  "Want to finish the job?  Why is she here, then?" I questioned, wanting to try to find a way to save Addie.  Though she betrayed me, I still loved her -- love just was not enough to keep our marriage going.  She had proved that poitn.

I shook my head at Dean.  He did not need to antagonize him.  What was he thinking?  I already had a swollen eye and split lip.  This man with a huge ego had me for a few hours before he brought Dean in.  I knew what this man was capable of -- he bragged the entire time he was beating me.  But not once did he ever tell me exactly what I was doing here.  And yet Dean expected answers?  It seemed like there was history... was the Darkstar really the reason that Stan was blind and Dean got hurt?

I was glad he recognized me.  I hoped that would happen.  I twirled my long wand between my fingers as I looked at my victims.  Without any warning, I hit his wife while keeping an eye on Black.  He was very good at hiding how hurting her made him feel, but I was much better at reading reactions.  "Oh, that is a shame.  Here I thought that perhaps you could save her," I said, feigning sadness.  Really, I just wanted to cause as much pain as possible.  I was really glad that I did not have to go hunt down someone else.  That meant I could do more later.  I would slowly take away those that mattered tot he blood traitors of my own family.

It clicked what he just said.  I had only been trying to hide my reaction due to not wanting to give him the satisfaction of me showing signs of how much it bothered me.  But now I realized that he did that because he knew that we were getting a divorce or going through a rough time.  He wanted to test to see if there were any feelings there.  And hurting Addie would hurt me since I did still love her.  If I did not love her -- in his mind -- it would not bother me.  But it would bother me if he was hurting a complete stranger.  So if I convinced him that I did not love her, he may let her go.  And being unable to save her would tear me apart.  "The sham ehere is that you think you can read me so well when you don't even know me," I said, trying to hide every ounce of love I have ever felt for Addison.  I just thought of the betrayal an dit might at least mask the love with anger if nothign else.

I tried not to cry out when the Darkstar hit me.  I could not stop tears from coming to my eyes when he practically said I could not be saved.  I was not sure the plan that Dean was concocting in his head, but I trusted him with my life.  I wished he still had that trust in me.

I moved forward and got close to Black's face.  "But I do know you.  You're the hero type.  It's typical of you traitorous Blacks -- it's your biggest downfall.  And I know how well you all take failure," I finished with sarcasm.  I moved back towards his wife.  I waved my wand, causing cuts to appear on her flesh.  She cried out while I smiled.  I turned to see Black's reaction.  I was actually surprised to see a slight look of boredom on his face.  "Was I really incorrect?" I asked, amazed as that hardly happened.

Illed me to say thish out loud because if I did not convince him it were true, Addie could die hearing these words as the last ones I would ever say to or about her.  "I told you it was s hame you couldn't read me," I said, careful to control my voice.  I could hear blood dripping onto the hard floor and that sound would drive me insane.

I smiled evilly and pressed down into one of the wounds causing her to cry out and more blood to spill onto the floor.  I was staring directly at Dean black.  "I want to hear you say it," I said barely above a whisper.  I already know that he was lying to me.  Why not cause emotional torture along with physical pain to her?  I was still planning on murdering her in front of him before killing him.

I avoided looking at Addison.  I was not quite sure if it would even work.  But it was keeping him occupied.  I was slowly able to get my restrained loosened.  The only downfall was the fact that I did not have my wand.  I had not changed into my husky form since I had been hurt.  But that was my best bet because the dog was huge.  I could possibly get his wand... or mine -- it was peaking out from the folds of his robes.  I stared intently at him.  "I don't love her," I said with as little emotion as possible.  I kept my hands behind me, but they were out of the ties.  I refused to look at Addie; I did not want to see her reaction.

I was trying so hard notto make Dean feel any worse.  I wanted th edark Star to stop pressing into the wound.  I was startingto see stars.  When Dean spoke, my eyes snapped to him and I saw how serious he looked.  Was that really the truth?  I knew we were getting a divorce, but he had absolutely no love anymore?

I smirked, loving the reaction between the two of them.  "Oh, then you wouldn't care if I did this..." I trailed off.  I went to wave my wand when I was tackled by a hairy beast.  My curse had only partial effect, but she was still bleeding profusely.

Timing was everything.  I lept up and changed, only having a small amount of pain.  I tackled him and saw our wands tumble to thefloor.  I returned to human form and grabbed them, pointing them both at him.  Like a coward he was, he fled.

Why had I not known he was an animagus?  I normally had all of my infomration before making an attack.  I knew my curse hit the target, just not well.  It did the job, though, so I left.  I left them to fend for themselves.  I knew that they would only have moments to be with each other.  I was more than happy to know I ripped apart their worlds.