She misses being Bellatrix Black.
He used to be Sirius Black.
"I love you," Sirius had whispered against his lips a long time ago—
"I love you," Sirius had whispered against his lips a long time ago— —against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be. Charles Dickens, Great Expectations
"Do you want to rebel against fate?"
She was a hummingbird - fluttering breathlessly around the sacred, sunlit hallways of the old Wiltshire manor - dusky skin and pale locks, coloured like liquid gold. All sharp angles and rosy cheeks—she giggles, twirling around him in her periwinkle blue dress.
Sirius was there to catch him – and Regulus didn't fall.