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It took Lily only half an hour to get back to her house in Cokeworth, but it might as well have been a millennium. Lily felt like she had enough time to go through every single one of her memories and there was not one reason she could find as to why her mother hadn't told her about her real father.

Lily could think of at least eight times that would've been ideal for Lily's mother to tell her the truth. She still couldn't believe she hadn't.

Lily felt numb the whole ride back home. She couldn't even remember how she got out of the Palace and to the bus stop, she didn't notice any of the people on the bus, and she felt like she was talking for a little Lily-doll, like she was witnessing this girl she vaguely remembered pay for a ticket home.

After some amount of time, Lily found herself at her front door. She went inside and blinked at the living room.

"Lily," she heard her mother's voice call. "Is that you, dear? Come help me in the kitchen, please."

Lily wandered into the kitchen and stared at her mother. She was at the oven, sticking toothpicks in a pie. "Reckon it's ready... Come here, try a slice."

Lily sat down at the bar, still not speaking. Her mother cut her a piece of pie and set it in front of her. "I was thinking for dinner we would all make mini pizzas, because we're also making dinner for the Lynches. Did I tell you what they named their baby? Amelia Beth. Isn't that pretty? Amelia, for Anne's sister, remember, she passed away? And Jerry chose Beth. He just likes the name."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Lily said, her voice barely a whisper.

Marie Evans turned, tucking her dark red hair, identical in colour to Lily's, behind her ear. "What do you mean, dear? I just did. I only found out a few hours ago, and you were in London. How was that, by the way?"

"I know, Mum."

"Lily, what are you going on about?" Her mum stared at her with her grey eyes,a funny look on her face. "Are you quite sure you're all right, Lily?"

"No, I'm not all right, Mum." Lily looked up from the piece of pie she hadn't touched. "How could you not have told me?"

"Told you what?"

"That-that I'm not a Campbell! That Dad isn't my dad, and he never was!"

Her mother froze. "What-what are you talking about?"

"I know that Prince Orion was my father, Mum. I know that you lied."

Marie gasped a little and leaned backwards on the grey marble of the kitchen island. "How- who told-"

"Who told me?" Lily asked, finding her voice at last. "Who told me? I tell you that I know you've been lying to me my whole life, and all you have to say is-who told me? What does it matter who told me, Mum? Point is I know, and you lied! For eighteen years! How could you do this to me?"

"Lily," said her mum, whose eyes were filling up with tears. "Please," she said, stretching out her arm, but Lily shook her head. She didn't want to listen; she wanted to speak.

"All my life," she said. Her voice was shaking, but she wouldn't let herself cry. "All my life you've told me about this brave man who died saving others, this heroic firefighter, who would've loved me so much and was looking down on me every day and you said, you said you could hear him when he told how proud he was of me, and the whole time you were lying."

Lily's mother was crying now, and she hated herself for it, but she started too.

"Last month, when Petunia came home, and she said, 'hey, Prince Orion died' and I said, 'how long will the mourning last before his kids go back to doing nothing?' and you laughed. You let me say that about my brothers, my father! How could you? God, Mum, how could you?!"

"I am so, so sorry, Lily," her mother sobbed. "I just-it was an accident, I didn't mean-I wish I could take it back-"

Lily felt her world drop from underneath her. "You-you wish that you could take it back? You wish you didn't have me?"

Lily's mother gasped. "Oh, no. Oh, no, Lily, that's not what I meant at all. Lily, you know that's not what I meant!"

"No!" said Lily hysterically. "No, you-if I'm just some horrible mistake, if everytime you look at me-!"

"What in the name of God is going on here?" Petunia burst out, entering the kitchen through the side door. She stared, bewildered, at her mother, who had her arms wrapped tightly around herself, and then at her sister, whose face was streaked with tears, and she held her palms outward.

"Lily," Petunia said irritably. "Did you make mum cry? Honestly, Lily-wait, why are you crying?"

"Ask her!" Lily shouted. "Ask your mother!"

"My mother? She's our mother."

"Are you sure? There's really no way to know for sure!"

"Lily-"

"For God's sake, Lily," Petunia said. "What's with the dramatics?"

"Dad-Dad isn't my dad," Lily managed. "She lied."

"Lily," her mother said. "I'm sorry."

Petunia dropped her bag. "What? Dad-Lily isn't-she's-what?"

"I'm sorry!"

"How could you keep that from me?"

"So who is he?" said Petunia over both of them. "Who's Lily's dad? Is he dead too?"

"Yes," said Lily.

"Then... who cares?" Petunia said. "We go by mum's maiden name, anyway..."

"It's Prince Orion, Petunia. Prince Orion was my father."

Petunia's jaw parted slightly, and she a look of shock followed by disbelief appeared on her face. Then she laughed.

"Oh, very funny, Lily. Really mature. Honestly, Mum, I don't expect this from you. From her, maybe. Not you."

But neither Lily nor Marie smiled.

"You-you're serious?"

All that could be heard for a moment was heavy breathing from the three women.

"Oh, my God," said Petunia under her breath. "Oh, my God. Lily isn't a Campbell."

With that, Lily turned around and ran upstairs to her bedroom, slamming the door shut behind her. She jumped on her bed and hugged her pillow to her face, muffling her cries.

The one thing Lily's mother always told the Evans' girls was to always be honest. She had grown up knowing how to say "a half-truth is worse than a lie" before she could recite her address. She felt so betrayed by her mother, and she felt like she had betrayed her father. She also felt like someone had been cheated with the whole Robert Campbell business, but whether it was herself or he, she didn't know. Dad-Robert Campbell, she corrected herself-was an orphan and an only child, so Lily didn't have any grandparents she'd have to ring up and tell them that they weren't actually her grandparents.

Ring up... what did that remind her of?

Lily put her hand in her pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. She opened it.

BETHANY BULSTRODE

ROYAL MANAGEMENT

0207-2307

SLYTHERIN PALACE: 12, GRIMMAULD PLACE, LONDON

Lily wiped her eyes, took out her mobile, and dialed.

"Bethany Bulstrode."

"Hi. Er, this is Lily. Lily Evans."

"Of course, Lily! So glad you called. How can I help you?"

"I was thinking... maybe I should take you up on your offer."

"Wonderful, Lily," and Lily could her Bethany's smile in her voice. "Will you be moving in?"

"I," said Lily. She thought for a moment. "I don't know."

"Why don't you stay for a week?" Bethany suggested. "See how you like it."

"Okay," Lily said. "Yeah. A week. Okay."

"I'll have a car pick you up in half an hour," Bethany said. "Goodbye, Lily."

"Goodbye," Lily said, hanging up.

And she felt better.


A/N: Okay, that was chapter two, and the next will be uploaded on Monday. Lily will meet some new people in chapter three, so stay tuned!

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