𝓛𝓘𝓩𝓩𝓘𝓔//HP FF

Vier

FAMILY HISTORIES AND PAINFUL HONESTY

LIZZIE KNEW that she had to explain what had happened to Percy, which meant she had to talk about her heritage and condition, which she usually preferred not to.

The two of them were sat on a red sofa, still in the Room of Requirement, though it had changed itself so they could sit down.

It looked just like the living room at Lizzie's home, even the pictures of her family were there, the only thing missing was her uncle.

"So...what happened to make you so...angry? Sad? Both?"
The redhead asked, unsure on how to address what happened, without hurting the young girl's feelings.

Lizzie sighed slightly, not really knowing where to begin at first.

"Well, this is gonna take a while, so buckle up, because we're taking a trip down memory lane. Well, it's just my family history. Anyway, like, a thousand years ago, my parents went to Hogwarts."
She began, and upon seeing Percy's reassuring smile she relaxed slightly.

"My Dad, who is now known as the notorious mass-murderer Sirius Black, was one of the two sons of Walburga and Orion Black, two pure blood fanatics who had a fable for cutting of houseelves' heads. His younger brother was my uncle Regulus, but he died when he was 18, so i never met him."

"Isn't your owl's name Regulus?"
Percy questioned with furrowed eyebrows and Lizzie nodded slightly.

"Anyway, when my Dad went to Hogwarts for the first time, he befriended three other boys. Their names were Remus Lupin, who is my godfather and uncle, Peter Pettigrew, who was killed by my traitorous father and was also my uncle, and James Potter, who was also betrayed by my Dad and was also my uncle."

"James Potter? But he's Harry's Dad!"
He exclaimed, wondering if the other boy knew of this friendship.

The young blonde frowned and sighed.

"I know. Harry doesn't know that, and I don't want to bring him more pain, so, please, just don't tell him. He's suffered enough thanks to those outrageously cruel muggles he lives with!"
She growled hot-headedly, her blue eyes darkening in anger.

"I won't tell him. But it's likely that he'll find out one day."
Percy told her in a calm tone of voice and she didn't meet his eyes.

"Let's hope he doesn't. At least not before he's old enough. Back to the story. Those four boys quickly became the best of friends, especially after they've all been sorted into Gryffindor. Together, they were known as a group of pranking masters, the marauders, as they liked to call themselves, for the next seven years. Pretty much everyone, except for most Slytherins and a few others, loved them and the fact that they were all incredibly handsome did not help deflate their already massive egos. They always pranked and bullied one specific Slytherin student who hated them just as much as they hated him, seeing as he always insulted them, and they got into magical fights with him as well. We'll get back to him, later. All four of them, weren't too interested in the females who lusted after them, though, because they all had someone they liked already. Uncle James had been head over heels for Harry's mom, my godmother, Aunt Lily, and that since their first year. Uncle Pete liked a Ravenclaw girl named Tara Corden, and they dated and even got engaged but she turned out to be a Death Eater and was killed by an auror when she was 19, just a week before they wanted to marry. My Dad and Uncle Remus...were madly in love with each other, even though they never told each other. Not while they were in school, anyway."

Lizzie paused, giving Percy time to properly take in the information and after a while he nodded for her to continue.

Percy noticed how Lizzie's eyes seemed to practically glow when she talked about her family, especially, when she talked about her parents, even though she acted as though she hated her father.