I used to think that I was strong. But things change - people change. I changed. It was because of love. Cruel, evil, marred love.

Harry's loved ones may have died,but that doesn't mean that they are gone. Harry writes letters to them, telling them of his life and feelings, after the war.

Sirius reflects on his not-so dear cousin's dyfunctional life. But how can Sirius not see his own disfunctions as he looks upon Bellatrix's?