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"Adhara!!! Come down now"Walburga shout

"Coming mother" Adhara shout yet respectfully, she walks down  stairs onto the living room where her mother, father and twin were waiting

"oh my lovely daughter"Walburga said hugging her daughter(it doesn't even sound like her) immediately adhara knew her mother would talk about being married to one of the pure bloods possibly one  of the worst of them might be one of the lestrange

"Is it about marrying one of the lestrange's mother" Adhara asked politely while sitting down next to her brother who looked awful as usual but still managed to give her a genuine smile 

"Well, it's time... you need to marry someone to continue the blood line, as you're the only girl in this house you might as well get married and carry on the blood line"she said still looking at emilia with no sign of emotions in them

"Look mother...I think it's too early for Adhara  to get married"regulus said as to stop talking about this kind of conversation which makes Adhara uncomfortable every time

"It's just a matter of time for your sister to get married!!, Regulus"Walburga shouts looking totally irritated

"Think about it mother if we pushed her too much she might end up like Sirius"Regulus said still trying to get Adhara out of this conversation

"Well then get ready for your school tomorrow"Walburga said totally having Regulus's excuse leaving with her husband

"You do know I wouldn't mind ending up like Sirius, right?" Adhara spoke once their parents were gone

"You do know I didn't mean it, I only said it as an excuse to get you out of that conversation"

"Let me see those bruises now don't hide them from me"Regulus said getting up and helping Emilia to stand up, and onto Regulus's room

"Thought you wouldn't know as i tried not to shout last night"Adhara said slightly laughing

"Well you're pretty bad at covering them"Regulus said pointing at one of her slightly covered bruised arm

"Ah well I ran out of foundation"

"Next time don't try and hide them from me,it only makes me more worried about you. Come straight to my room rather than covering them with foundation"slightly hugging her sister,as they found comfort onto each others embrace

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