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Honest Lies and Common Knowledge Secrets
Chapter one
Getting to know them
Sirius Black lived in a nice little village in a valley not too far from London. It was a small, quaint town, and it was nicely balanced. That means, in the village were both muggles and wizards. Most of the wizards in the community had some muggle blood ties somewhere or got on muggles and their contraptions fairly well. That was a good thing for Sirius, seeing as his dad was a muggle-born wizard and Sirius loved muggles. His parents had lived there a long time. They had moved there after a few years before Sirius's elder brother Vega had been born. Since then, Sirius and his twin little brothers Castor and Pullox had been born. The Blacks were a great family.
Sirius Black's best friend was a tomboy named Lily Evans.
Lily Evans lived with her family in the valley all her life, like Sirius's. Her family was muggle. It was a small school Lily went to and there were six people in her class--and she was the only girl. That was okay, thought, Lily preferred the company of boys anyway. Lily had an elder sister by the name of Petunia. Petunia was a girly-girl who loved to get dolled up and flirt and flaunt. This made Lily sick. Lily's mother, Jennifer, and her father, Preston, loved Petunia. She was the perfect social child. She was pretty with her blond hair and blue eyes and big bust and 'back.' She knew how to make a high pitched laugh at a joke that wasn't funny. Lily wasn't like that. Lily also had a little brother, Thorne. Her parents wanted Thorne to be the perfect little boy and social poster child. He wouldn't do it, though. He loved Lily too much. When Lily would play football (American) with Sirius and Vega, Castor, Pullox, and Thorne would join in and play. They loved their elder siblings.
Petunia couldn't get enough attention. If Mr. and Mrs. Evans paid the least bit of attention to Lily she'd have a fit. She always said that Lily was her parent's child. Lily always wondered if her sister was naive or just stupid. She couldn't see that Mr. and Mrs. Evans...that they would do anything to Lily to make her see their point.
Lily had taken to going to the Black House in the middle of the night. Thorne and she would slip on their robes and slippers and walk across town to their refuge. The Blacks loved Lily and Thorne. They all did.
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It was about mid June and school had been out about a week. Someone opened the door to the basement Lily called her bedroom. It was rather damp and dark, but they only had a three bedroom house and Petunia refused to share. Thorne wouldn't have mind, but his parents said know. Thorne still snuck down there to keep her company at night.
Lily hadn't gone to sleep long ago. Thorne had been tuckered out that day, too much soccer and football and swimming. Someone padded on the cement steps down to the basement floor. Only too late did Lily's eyes flick open to see a hand coming towards her mouth. Her scream was muffled. Then the other hand laid a hard fist to her hip a few times.
"Don't squirm, love. It's not polite to scream at Daddy. Now, hold still." Her silent tears had stopped years ago. Deja vu coulded her as he stuffed something in her mouth and pinned her arms to the bed, then tied them to bedposts. "Shh..." The harsh voice came again, mocking smoothness. "Daddy loves his baby girl. He's going to love her till she learns what's right...Won't you, my dear Lily?"
Honest Lies and Common Knowledge Secrets
Chapter one
Getting to know them
Sirius Black lived in a nice little village in a valley not too far from London. It was a small, quaint town, and it was nicely balanced. That means, in the village were both muggles and wizards. Most of the wizards in the community had some muggle blood ties somewhere or got on muggles and their contraptions fairly well. That was a good thing for Sirius, seeing as his dad was a muggle-born wizard and Sirius loved muggles. His parents had lived there a long time. They had moved there after a few years before Sirius's elder brother Vega had been born. Since then, Sirius and his twin little brothers Castor and Pullox had been born. The Blacks were a great family.
Sirius Black's best friend was a tomboy named Lily Evans.
Lily Evans lived with her family in the valley all her life, like Sirius's. Her family was muggle. It was a small school Lily went to and there were six people in her class--and she was the only girl. That was okay, thought, Lily preferred the company of boys anyway. Lily had an elder sister by the name of Petunia. Petunia was a girly-girl who loved to get dolled up and flirt and flaunt. This made Lily sick. Lily's mother, Jennifer, and her father, Preston, loved Petunia. She was the perfect social child. She was pretty with her blond hair and blue eyes and big bust and 'back.' She knew how to make a high pitched laugh at a joke that wasn't funny. Lily wasn't like that. Lily also had a little brother, Thorne. Her parents wanted Thorne to be the perfect little boy and social poster child. He wouldn't do it, though. He loved Lily too much. When Lily would play football (American) with Sirius and Vega, Castor, Pullox, and Thorne would join in and play. They loved their elder siblings.
Petunia couldn't get enough attention. If Mr. and Mrs. Evans paid the least bit of attention to Lily she'd have a fit. She always said that Lily was her parent's child. Lily always wondered if her sister was naive or just stupid. She couldn't see that Mr. and Mrs. Evans...that they would do anything to Lily to make her see their point.
Lily had taken to going to the Black House in the middle of the night. Thorne and she would slip on their robes and slippers and walk across town to their refuge. The Blacks loved Lily and Thorne. They all did.
--
It was about mid June and school had been out about a week. Someone opened the door to the basement Lily called her bedroom. It was rather damp and dark, but they only had a three bedroom house and Petunia refused to share. Thorne wouldn't have mind, but his parents said know. Thorne still snuck down there to keep her company at night.
Lily hadn't gone to sleep long ago. Thorne had been tuckered out that day, too much soccer and football and swimming. Someone padded on the cement steps down to the basement floor. Only too late did Lily's eyes flick open to see a hand coming towards her mouth. Her scream was muffled. Then the other hand laid a hard fist to her hip a few times.
"Don't squirm, love. It's not polite to scream at Daddy. Now, hold still." Her silent tears had stopped years ago. Deja vu coulded her as he stuffed something in her mouth and pinned her arms to the bed, then tied them to bedposts. "Shh..." The harsh voice came again, mocking smoothness. "Daddy loves his baby girl. He's going to love her till she learns what's right...Won't you, my dear Lily?"
