How Did Dumbledore's Sister Died Novels & Stories

I was heaving. "What we discovered, Bella, trumps everything else, " she said, brushing off my discontent. "We thought it strange that your mother had died in childbirth. She was a strong and powerful witch. She even birthed twin strong Alphas before you. Your grandmother wanted answers." She said with anger rising from within her. "When the witches opened her tomb, they discovered that she had not died from childbirth. Moreover, your sister's body was not there, which means she is still alive somewhere." I put my hands on my mouth to stifle a gasp.

How did your sister die? ...

“I see, you are really among the children involved in the ritual years ago, why must my little sister die though? Professor snapes said smiling as a drop of tear dropped down his eyes, his little sister has been among those affected by the ritual, she was the very last person he could call a close family, she was six when the ritual took place, he can still remember how the little girl shivered after reciting the ritual and how they saw her drown three days later, he has refused to sweep the case under the carpet. “it is great you survived, I have been looking for those that manage to survive the ritual with no progress , at least you are the only link I have to knowing what happened to my l

She kneeled and reached out to touch my face, but her hand stopped in midair, shaking badly. “You said you didn’t blame me… You said it…” I wanted to hold her and say, “Bella, I don’t blame you. I never did.” But she couldn’t hear me anymore. None of them could. I died on my sister’s sixteenth birthday. Perhaps the witch’s prophecy from the very beginning was about the wrong one.

That’s the only way it was possible for her to be his twin sister’s child. “No, she had her before she passed away! You clearly don’t know what happened because you know what happened and how you didn’t want anyone to talk about Andres around you.” Martha’s words made me stop and think. Maybe I was wrong. After what happened between us, I literally turned him into Voldemort. No one was allowed to say anything about him around me. It was that bad so if I didn’t know everything that happened years ago correctly then it’s my fault. “Didn’t his sister die with his other family members?”

The culture was different from the one in Sidonia. He could only hear his mind buzz as his knees almost gave way. In the video, Willow choked up and said, "First of all, thank you all for always caring about my sister. She has been retired for so many years, and I didn't expect people to still remember her. But as you can see… My sister has already…" He turned his head aside, unable to go on, tears falling as he tried to steady himself. "She has passed away and will never return to me. Thank you for all your love for her, but there's no other choice. She had a brain tumor and had already gone to the clinic for euthanasia yesterday."

While we may come from different places and speak in different tongues, our heart beats as one. ~Albus Dumbledore, The goblet of fire. •• Al'amir Belko had flatlined thrice and each time, Noor had been sure the angel of death had come for her Baba only for him to return back to the living. But there hadn't been much improvement, he was still the same. Still as dead to the world as he was four days ago–only the steady beat of the monitors proved otherwise.

and backed out of the swinging door into the dining room. “Goodnight.” Only she hadn’t heard me. She was gone by then. I could’ve run after her, grabbed ahold of her, and not let go until she promised me she wouldn’t go to that stupid festival, but I didn’t do it. I stood in the kitchen, fighting back tears, wishing I’d been strong enough to speak up. While I was certainly unsettled, even then, I had no idea that was the last time I’d ever see my sister alive. She’d come back to the house later that night, but by then, I’m pretty sure the change had already started taking shape, and she was already undead.

Unfortunately, Helena never wanted to master magic like her parents or sister. “Yes, my sister is a witch, but she's dead.” Amora was shocked by Helena's words, unable to believe that such a legendary witch died at such a young age. “Why? What happened?” she asked. “Sorry, I can't answer that. My head feels so heavy and dizzy.” The effect of the siren's singing was still ringing in her ears. She could barely bear the pain. “Oh my gosh, I forgot you must be still in pain! Come here, please sit here.”

Cleo let out an exasperated breath, "Zander's sister." "What? Zander has a sister?" Hazel's eyes became wide. She remembered Zander told her he was an only child. "Had... He had a sister." "What happened to her?" Gabz questioned. "She died, a vampire killed her." "What? But Why?" Hazel wanted to know. "That's not my place to tell you, Luna." "What the fuck, why didn't Zander tell me he had a sister?" "Look, you cannot mention to him I told you. It's still a difficult subject for him to talk about," Cleo explained.