philophobia
afraid to tell my secrets,
to open up my heart,
afraid to let someone in
who could tear me apart.
afraid that if i try again
the results will be the same
that to me they were emotions
but to others just a game.
afraid to fall in love
b...
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3rd POV
it was early in the morning of november 3, 1959, when you could hear a baby's cry from number twelve grimmauld place, the dark ancestral home of the blacks.
walburga black had gone through eight hours of labor, when she gave birth to the first of her twins, aquila lyra black, as named by orion. about 15 minutes later came the second, sirius orion black.
when the birth was completed, orion paid the healer and sent her on her way. joining his wife and children in their bedroom, he studied the features of his newborn daughter. she had slightly tanned skin, a tuft of ebony hair, a button nose, perfect rosy cheeks, and sparkling grey eyes. he then examined his son. the same slightly tanned skin, the same dark hair, the same nose, the same eyes. both had the signature black family features. aquila and sirius looked almost identical in the looks department, but aquila's eyes reflected the stars like no other. orion found they looked more like him than his godforsaken wife.
over the first year of the twins' lives, orion watched them grow, walburga staying as far from them as possible, except for when she was criticizing them. as they grew, they still looked almost identical except for the difference in eyes. orion developed an attachment to his daughter. he protected her and loved her. although at the beginning he hadn't wanted children, he was happy that his little prince and princess had been born.
eventually, on june 25, 1961, another baby boy was born into the house of black. his name, regulus arcturus black. he also looked more like orion and was almost a carbon copy of his brother and sister, although his eyes were more of a piercing silver. aquila had taken quite an interest in the newest member of the family. she didn't quite understand why he would cry, but she was the only one who could get him to stop. they had a bond that no one, not even their mother, could break.
three-year old aquila looked into the bassinet, where baby regulus was screaming at the top of his lungs.
"papa, why is reggie crying?" aquila questioned her father, looking up to him with pure concern in her eyes.
"well, princess, reggie could need a few things..." orion tried explaining to his young daughter.
"well i think he needs me." aquila states, before sticking her hand into the bassinet and letting regulus grip onto her finger, causing him to stop crying and move to cuddle her hand. "see papa? he just needs his 'quila!"
orion stared at his baby girl in awe, patting her head and saying, "i see, princess, he'll always need his aquila..."
as the siblings grew, they formed strong bonds with each other. regulus depended on his siblings to teach him. when the twins turned four years of age, walburga started teaching them blood purity and basic training including manners, handwriting, reading, customs, and posture. aquila picked up on these things as she was taught. although, she didn't quite understand why blood purity was important, she tried her best. anything to make orion and walburga proud, even if it meant destroying her own beliefs.
