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Collect Them All Challenge [Charis Black]
Everybody Lies
She was the youngest daughter to Arcturus and Lysandra Black, the smallest, and how she hated being refered to as such.
Her parents always doted on her and tried to protect her the most. That meant that she was supposed to be better than Callidora and Cedrella because she went to more lessons than they did. She was supposed to be the perfect pureblood daughter because everything had already been tested on the other two daughters and are already the best by the time it came to her. It meant that she was constantly compared to her older sisters.
That expectation had followed her to Hogwarts. She was expected to follow in her sisters' footsteps. She did to some extent, she managed to be Sorted into Slytherin even though the Sorting Hat thought she would have been just as good in Ravenclaw. She had even managed to gain the top grades in her year during First Year. She wasn't quite able to manage to hold on to that position the year after, but she had managed it for a year.
It had been somewhat of a relief when Cedrella had been disowned. Cedrella had been the popular one, something she would never manage to be. Popularity would never be a strong point for her and she had been terribly glad when she had not needed to live up to that.
She had not told Cedrella that when she had seen her again though. She had been all tearful and angry with their parents at that. It had been the perfect lie and Cedrella had never seen through it. Cedrella had no way of knowing the utter relief she had felt at having one less person's actions to live up to. Cedrella had married a Weasley, for love, Cedrella had told them. Cedrella would be the only one of them that would marry for such a reason, both her and Callidora's marriages would be for the betterment of the Black name. It did not truly matter whether they were happy or not, as long as they acted as if they were. As long as they fooled everyone else into thinking that they were happy in their marriage.
That was all that mattered. Love was an inconsequential thing. It was foolish. It was what Cedrella had been captured by.
She was thankful for that. It seemed Callidora had also been, although you would never have been able to guess that from the amount of tears she had managed to produce at their last meeting with Cedrella. Callidora and Cedrella had always seemed so close to her, that the fact had even surprised her when Callidora had admitted it.
It seemed everybody lies.