The Black Twins

Chapter 9

⚠️ Trigger Warning: distressing content, trauma, neglecting children, forceful seperation of children, emotional, physical and psychological torture.

Aurora waited in her room, preparing herself to tell Tom the truth. She had a vial of Veritaserum with her so that she could drink it and tell Tom, so he would truly believe her. She was sat on her bed, practicing what to say and trying to picture his reaction to it all. Her thoughts were cut short however, by a knock on her door.

"Come in!" She called and took a few deep breaths as Tom walked into her room. She gestured for him to sit down, before casting both a locking and silencing charm on her room, with simple flicks of her hand. Tom watched her with intrigue as she cast the spells and waited impatiently for her to start.

"Tom. I have asked you to come here after your request to explain myself and so I will confess. Please listen to what I say and try to understand. I have Veritaserum here, which I will drink so that you know I am being truthful" Autora spoke and showed him the vial. Tom leaned forward and plucked the vial out of her grasp inspecting the contents to ensure it was actually the truth serum.

Once he was satisfied, he handed her the vial back, watching her open and drink the contents. He nodded for her to begin and so she did. "For this, I'll start right at the beginning. I was born into the Black family as a twin to Asmodeous. All my life, I thought Sirius Black was my father. But before we started here, Asmodeous told me we are actually the children of Regulus Black and our mother passed after giving birth. I'm sure you know how Regulus Black died, so I won't bore you with what you already know. After his death, Sirius became our legal guardian.

We haven't interrogated him for why yet, but shortly after our father's death, Sirius split us apart. He sent Asmodeous to a wizarding family who could not reproduce themselves, and me to an orphanage. At the age of 5, the orphanage decided I was troublesome and sent me to a different one. Wool's Orphanage" Aurora confessed and watched Tom's eyes widen and then become cold again at the mention of the dreaded place he grew up in.

There I met a boy. A handsome, smart and talented boy. When we met, the boy was being bullied for being different to the muggles. They both verbally and physically abused him and I just couldn't do nothing. So I intervened. I stood up for the boy and took him to my room. I talked to him and tried to help him, even though I knew it would be a while before he trusted me. We agreed to start off as aquaintances and built trust slowly.

As we grew, we protected each other and told each other everything, eventually becoming best friends. It was only then, when we had built a large amount of trust, did he open up to me about his past. That's when I found out. He told me how he had found out he was Voldemort's first born, his mother passed away after giving birth and when his father realised she was a muggle, he started neglecting his son. He told me how Narcissa Malfoy took pity and rather than following the order to kill him, she left him at Wool's orphanage.

How he found out that 2 years later, Bellatrix Lestrange met his father and ended up giving birth to his little brother Mattheo. Voldemort had been happy and allowed Bellatrix to raise him and make him the heir rather than the older son.

I comforted him when we were just 12, when he came and confessed. I held him as he cried in my arms for hours and hours and I swore that I'd take care of him. That I'd never leave him. And that was the moment I realised. I had fallen in love." Tom didn't want to believe what she was saying, how could he? Yet some voice inside him told him to carry on listening. The fact that she admitted she had loved him was a shock too. How could anyone love the monster he is?

Noticing Tom's expression, Aurora quickly continued. "I had fallen in love with my best friend. I'd made the biggest mistake a friend could. I knew he'd never love me back. He just wouldn't be able to. It was hard enough for him to reveal his past, so how could I announce my feelings and discard his? So, I tried to block out my feelings but it was hopeless. I'd hide how I felt in front of him but then cry myself to sleep each night.

To him our relationship hadn't changed and to me? It had but I'd never let him find out. So we stayed best friends until one day, his father sent a deatheater to check up on his 'disappointment of a son.' The deatheater quietly followed us and immediately saw our close relationship. He went and reported back to his master, who was enraged.

Us oblivious children had no idea what was going to happen. The deatheater was instructed to return. He used the imperious curse on me and forced me to obliviate the boy's memories of me. Of us. The spell wore off, but it didn't matter, because his stepmother arrived. She dragged the boy with her to take back to his father. Bellatrix then wiped my memories, but was too focused on the boy that it was only semi-permanent.

When everything came back to me, I was devastated. I searched and searched to find my love and to fix things but never found a trace. The orphanage got rid of me and I ended up homeless. Until I was found and taken in by the Order of the Pheonix for the years leading up to Sirius breaking out of Azkaban. He treated me like shit when I started living with him. And he treated me worse when Harry Potter was brought around.

And then when I finally broke, fate sent me my twin. Asmodeous and I reunited, kicked the Order out of our family house and then decided to come here. And then I saw you. The boy I lost and the boy I still love" Aurora finished with tears spilling from her face as she recalled both of their trauma. She could see Tom was also heartbroken but she also saw the little doubt that remained.

So she slowly stood up, and pressed her fingers lightly to Tom's temples. "Remember my love" she muttered, along with the spell to reverse the obliviation spell and return his wiped memories. Tom groaned and clutched his head as memories seeped into his mind, the pain worsening with each one.

When they finally stopped, he felt some relief but tears were rapidly falling down his sculpted face. "Lexi?" He whispered her nickname and she nodded, making him get up and jump into her outstretched arms, their tear mixing as they embraced, clinging onto each other for dear life.