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CHAPTER ONE baked secrets.
SUMMER WAS ALMOST OVER and for the first time ever, Edith dreaded it.
Back home in the muggle world of England was Edith Pettigrew seated on a cushioned banquette. The sun peaked through the window on her left which brightened up the small area she was comfortably seated in, with her back laid against the wall and her legs stretched out in front of her. In both hands were one of her favorite books, Pride and Prejudice. However, her gaze was off of the open book and focused on the view outside her window, deep in thought.
Despite from her unfinished homework, Sirius Black's escape from Azkaban had taken a great toll on her for the past few weeks. The moving picture of the shabby-haired man hasn't left her mind when she read the news of his escape. He was sentenced to Azkaban for murdering thirteen people and one of them being her father, Peter Pettigrew.
She knew of the man and what he'd done to her father — her grandmother made sure she knew. On the other hand, her Aunt Nora rarely spoke of the cause. The subject being too difficult to discuss.
"Sirius Black is a sick man. Your father did not deserve to suffer in his hands." Was all her aunt would tell her.
Yet, it also left Edith questioning. What about her mother? Was she also killed by Sirius Black?
Her mother, Eloise Mavin, was murdered a month before her father was killed. But there was no reason found as to why or who killed her. Though with Sirius Black's killing streak, Edith figured she already knew the answer to that.
"Edith?"
A familiar voice shook Edith from her thoughts. She glanced away from the window turning to see her Aunt Nora, who stood not too far from her, brows furrowed with a look of concern.
"Yes? Sorry," Edith sat up from her lying position as she closed her book, giving her full attention. "Is everything alright?"
A second passed by before Nora gave out a small chuckle, "I was going to ask you that." She walked towards her niece, motioning her hands at her to make room on the small cushion.
Once seated comfortably, they both moved in sync; Nora laid her head on Edith's shoulder, while Edith's head moved to lay against her aunt's.
A content sigh left the both of them.
Ellinor — Nora— Mavin, was the sister to her late mother, which made her the aunt and Godmother to Edith. She gained custody of Edith after the news of Peter Pettigrew's death. So, Nora made sure to do her best to raise her niece. Although, it was not easy for a nineteen-year old squib to raise a child by herself — so, Matilda Pettigrew (Nan or Missus Pettigrew, she liked to be called), had stepped in to help raise her grandchild. Nora's parents had already passed a few years before, leaving just the three of them. But no matter the circumstance, they made sure that their little girl was raised with love and care.
