You slightly blinked open your eyes, you were on the floor an heavy light bounding you. You opened your eyes where were you was this heaven? but, you looked around where were the flowers? the smell of vanilla candle around and the most softest mellow playing in the background. The essence didn't quite meet your views on how heaven was supposed to be, and yet, you didn't mind actually. But, seriously you couldn't find out where you were. 

"Hello my dear." Came a soft voice. You spun around, half expecting danger but you didn't have your wand, only then you noticed your long jacket, with the muffler had been replaced by a elegant long dress soft in silk softly brushing against the floor. You turned up to see the woman in front of you she looked so beautiful it was your mother...

Her photo which you had, she didn't have her hair down it was recoiled and put into an elegant half bun, she to was wearing a soft blend of cream and white texture of a silk clothing which touched the ground, She had a beautiful and the most loving smile gracing her lips. 

"M-mother?" 

She smiled brighter hearing the word, 'Mother', "Yes dear, want to walk with me let us go over the details shall we?" Luciana warmly asked. 

You nodded your head in bewilderment and followed her, "I don't understand where am I am I in heaven?" 

"Well... I thought it was missing the flowers, the mellow, and the vanilla essence?" She chuckled. 

"Y-Yes... but I remember my body collapsed and I died." You protested against the absurdity of what your mother was conveying you. 

"Your body collapsed when you had exhausted yourself and when your heart didn't have the energy to get through it." She corrected. 

"I still don't understand Voldemort he took me in tortured me, I don't want to believe he did what he did! I wish we were not soulmates, I wish I didn't have to love him! like at all! I want to hate him, I wish... I wish I didn't have the memories which I saw Tom!" You ended. 

"Don't you think my dear, it's wrong to judge a man by what he had gone through when he was a boy?" She gently asked. 

"I'm tired of caring, I keep reminding myself he had a difficult childhood and all he needs is to be loved, his mother chose death instead of his son who needed her, his father left Tom, like a worthless object he grew up in an orphanage peculiar to the other kids, who despised him, wanted to send him to the asylum. No one ever bothered to actually get to know him, and then they complained. I sometimes wonder Mother, if he was just shown some Love he wouldn't have been the monster he is today!" You said looking down. 

"And if he hadn't done what he did you wouldn't have met now could you?" Luciana asked again. 

"It makes no difference he's become rampage itself! destroying everything that comes in his way. I thought I could change him, he would still be convicted of his crimes, but if he showed some remorse he would have earned forgiveness... and I'm so sorry mom, I know I should wish him to be dead he killed you, Lily and...." You trailed looking down ashamed. 

Soft hands lifted your chin making you turn to Luciana's blue eyes. 

"And your quite wrong there my dear, You don't have to wish someone dead just because a person faced an unfortunate fate, I'll admit I had my fair shares of wishful thinking, I had dreams of my own. I had expectations. I missed out a great deal... but still, one thing you should learn is to not hate. You say you hate Voldemort? but I'll disagree it's okay to say you Love him." She soothed. 

"Really? but it's still unforgivable!" You said. 

"How? because you were destined to be the soulmate of the darkest wizard? the lost prophecy chose you? the memories chose you?" She questioned tilting her head. 

"I don't know what is true anymore." You whispered. 

"You never needed to find out the truth my dear, you've been hunting the memories, trying to piece the perfect pan to get everything in order and you thought if you figured out my strengths, my biography. If you didn't un tamper the memories you'd never win, never move on, look at you now how far you've come." 

"The memories, there--" 

"Never were important I tampered thousands of memories for protecting you, but you already know the truth you've always known it was just kept away for safe keeping you discovered the truth about me a long time ago the wishful thinking was a reminder to you on how much we love you, the memories that showed torture and how we died was to remind you that we'll always protect you." She said. 

"So that's all what Dumbledore went after, and Snape..." You said softly thinking you might have hurt your mother's feelings but she didn't seem to be offended so you went on, "And... what have they all been looking for the confusion, they tried to find your secrets." You asked confused. 

"You know while trying to protect the ones you love I had to give my friends and family some important memories some answers. And some help for...." She looked at you "And what's inside of you." 

Luciana cupped your cheeks and kissed your forehead lovingly. "I knew this journey for you would never be easy, and along the way I wish... I didn't have to code everything, and could just give you the answers in a piece of parchment but how could I?" She smiled sadly. You felt a sudden affection for your mother. 

"I w-wish you were here.... only you can actually understand me mother, though I've never really known you, your the only one who I can trust my secrets with. The only one who won't let me fall." You said slowly.

"I wish that I could be with you and Sirius bring my friends back, and I feel an overwhelming guilt consume me even now, you know right me and James never got along? I felt he was right..." 

"What no! he's the reason this happened!" You countered back. 

She sighed, "I guess this is our goodbye my love, You've grown so much, been through a lot and I still see you grow. Your such an brave girl." 

"I don't want to go back... if I go back I'll need to see Tom and I just can't look at him the way I used to anymore! He once made me feel like a..." You blushed "A princess.... and those hands once been so gently with me, the one who gave me roses" Your tears slid down, "Those hands tortured me till I died, He gave me the thorns of the roses, the words he used to say to make my heart flutter, he said words from the lips which shattered my heart and yet... I love him." 

Luciana smiled gently at you. "You've been through a lot and remember whatever is your choice now I'll respect it." 

"Padfoot come out you haven't come out in days, eat something." Remus desperately called on to his friend staring at the door. 

"Go away Moony, I don't care anymore." Sirius gruffly replied. 

"Sirius maybe j-just come out." Molly called out. 

"I-Said-I-Don't-Care!" Sirius barked more furiously. 

Remus sighed, and Molly slouched down and slowly disappeared into the corner. Sirius was glaring at the room. He clutched his messy black hair, he was looking gaunt like, how how had looked when he had returned from Azkaban. 

Maybe he should have strangled Snape to death right that moment, if only he had known you were in the Malfoy Manor all this time. But how could he have? 

"Sirius, listen I know your upset everyone is--" 

"Upset? Upset?" Sirius roared, "She was all I had, my daughter, who I couldn't even protect!" 

"And she wouldn't want you to be like this... she'd want you to fight." Remus said slowly. 

"I don't have anything to fight for!" 

"Of course you do! when Lucie..." 

Sirius tensed behind the door. "When Lucie died..." Remus said painfully "You couldn't just give up could you?" 

"Because I had my daughter she was out there and I had to get her!" 

"And now you need to fight for her Padfoot." 

"How can I fight for her? when she's gone?" 

"The same way she'd fight for you."