I also want to note the following to the readers. Tom Marvolo Riddle aka Lord Voldemort, died at the age of 16 when he tried his hand at making a Horcrux. There were no wars, Harry's parents are still alive. Bellatrix and all dark wizards are in Azkaban for crimes against the Wizarding community and the use of dark magic. Please note this also brings up the fact the Longbottoms are also alive too. Bellatrix didn't get to them as she and the following dark wizards: Rabastan, Rodolphus, and Bartemius Crouch Jr were in Azkaban at the time. Disclaimer, J.K. Rowling is the rightful owner of the Harry Potter series. I am the owner of the plot alone and a few characters. Thank you. :) Please as a warning along in this chapter may be sensitive to physical abuse. Thank you again.
Chapter 1
Lyra sat with her fellow classmates in the Great Hall as they were waiting for their name to be called to the front to get their diploma. Her twin brother Scorpius sat next to her, Lyra was older than him by a minute. She turned to the back to look for her father, she finally spotted him seated by her grandparents. Lyra noticed that her mother wasn't there and in a way she was happy that she hadn't come to the ceremony as she wasn't ready to see her. She did remember her father telling Scorpius and her that her mother was needed in Russia to assist her sister.
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When Lyra and her brother were only 3 years of age, they had been playing hide and seek. It had been Lyra's turn to hide, and she had run into her parents room to hide under the bed, she had walked in on her mother having sex, but at the time she didn't know what was going on.
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Lyra was only three years old when she had ran away from her house elf Penny. She had tricked Penny into playing hiding and seek with her along with her twin brother Scorpius. Lyra searched high and low and as far as she could to find the greatest wonderful hiding spot from Penny. Lyra recognized the door of her mother's office and she thought to herself that neither Penny nor Scorpius would ever think that she would be inside. When she had slipped into the room, she saw her mother sitting at her desk where she usually took care of committee work with her nana Cissa. Lyra was about to skip over to her mother when she heard noises. She had stopped right away, her eyes big and wide as she noticed that someone was with her mother making noises as well. She saw her Uncle Marcus kissing her mother just like how her father would kiss her mother. Lyra was quite confused about the whole thing so that she had jumped when her mother's voice had rang out in the room. She felt her hair stand up as she saw her mother whisper to Uncle Marcus. Uncle Marcus stood to the side as her mother opened a drawer by her desk and then walked towards Lyra. Lyra knew from the look her mother gave her that she was in trouble and she then saw the stick in her mother's hand. Starting to tear up she felt hands wrap around her arms to turn her around and then she had felt her mother pull her trousers and diaper down. The first smack was the hardest and toughest, afterwards a whoosh sound kept coming after. Tears ran down Lyra's face she tried her hardest to squirm away from Uncle Marcus who was holding her down on his lap while her mother smacked her with the thin bamboo stick. No matter how much she cried out, her mother never stopped.
Lyra doesn't know when it ended, but she had woken up in bed with her bum sore. Her father sat by her side as he inquired why she was hiding from her mother and brother as they were searching for her. She tried to explain to her father that her mother was with Uncle Marcus, however, he didn't listen and later on Lyra was used to her father never listening to her when she talked about her mother.
When her mother had found out about Lyra explaining what she had saw that day to her father, her mother again spanked her again with the thin bamboo stick as she yelled "No one wants a Liar Lyra in the Manor." her mother ranted on that she was a worthless, spineless, little human being, not even a human being a house elf. You should be a house elf maybe be the next Dobby.
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She'd innocently told her father about seeing her mother's friend and her mother in the bedroom. Her father confronted her mother with the Lyra's story. Her mother had of course denied the whole thing, pointing to Lyra she shouted that Lyra was just seeing attention. . Her father was skeptical but accepted that Lyra must have been mistaken.
Lyra got spanked by her mother later that night and told not to come out of her room. She cried into pillow for hours, her brother crawled over to comfort her and quieten her down. Over the next two years she kept catching her mother and her lover, but never said a single thing. Her mother knew when Lyra had seen them and she always blamed her for the failings of her parent's relationship. One day her father came home early from a cancelled meeting and he had caught his wife in bed with her lover. Her father came waltzing in the room to hug her and apologies for not believing her. But after years of her mother telling her so, Lyra felt like it was her fault for what happened between them.
For weeks after that her parents always fought, her mother would leave, and her father stayed behind stressed and tense from the fight. She would at times wake up from the fights and lay awake trying her best not to blame herself. Sometimes it was so terrible that Lyra would stay up late listening to her parent's argue and cry herself to sleep, hearing her name brought up in their fights. Scorpius would sneak into her room to comfort her, but the honest truth was that she wished he didn't; it made her feel worse for putting him through it too.
Lyra doesn't really remember much about when the abused started, but she does remember when she was a babe.
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Lyra wasn't able to nap like her brother did as he was always asleep the instant their mother had given them a bottle to drink. Her mother was frustrated with her as she was unable to nap, she had whispered to her that if she didn't sleep she would kill the little demon spawn that she was of her marriage. Lyra of course didn't understand a single word that was said from her mother but she noticed her mother's face had turned different. Then she was crying instantly from a pain that she had no idea from where it had come from . One incident came to mind was when Lyra and Scorpius were playing with their brooms. Scorpius had gone inside as he needed to go potty. Penny took him to the toilets as her mother watched Lyra play on the grass while waiting for her brother. Lyra wasn't too keen on a broom until her mother had picked her up and placed her on her broom while she squealed with enjoyment as the wind whipped through her face. When they had got very far up Lyra had turned to her mother with joy in her face, but she saw a disgusted look on her mother's face. Lyra felt something terrible in her tummy as she felt her mother let go of her. She had woken up to her mother staring down at her telling her what a filthy little girl she was and that she didn't deserve to sleep in the same room as her brother. Even her brother was more clean, more precious, and more special than Lyra was; as she was just nothing but a filthy child.
Sometimes her mother didn't spank her solely with the thin bamboo stick as she had become creative with her methods so as to be sure not to leave marks. But her favorite was the thin bamboo stick. When she returned home from running away her mother didn't do anything until a month later. Lyra was strapped to a chair where her mother would watch her eat Penny's feces that Lyra was forced to collect and held Lyra's face in it. But that was not until she was older. A few times she was to kneel on a small area where grain of rice was. Her mother told her to stay there until she was told to get up. Most times Lyra had kneeled there for almost three hours max.
When her mother was around, Lyra didn't feel like she was part of the family. Her mother would put her down all the time, telling her that she was not worthy to be around them. If it was just the two of them in the room, she would taunt, tease and belittle Lyra.
At only five years old, Lyra decided to run away, her mother's emotional and physical abuse had gotten so bad that she felt afraid and didn't want to be at home anymore. Sat alone in a bus shelter in the pouring rain she was found by a crack addict on her way home to get her fix. The woman gave Lyra a cup of hot chocolate and Lyra had stayed with the woman for a couple of hours until the woman took Lyra to the steps of a nearby police station. She gave Lyra a black leather jacket twice her size and a necklace, the woman told her to go inside and explain who she was. Lyra didn't want to leave but with an extra nudge from the woman she said goodbye and walked through the doors. She had sat in the police station until some man came up to pick her up and take her back to her family. Her dad scooped her up in a hug before lecturing her about running away and how scared they all were.
Lyra always remembered the woman telling her "It takes huge courage to fight back in knowledge. To do that you read, absorb all you can so when you're ready to fight back you can spit out what you learn". Lyra tried to live by that and had read every book that she could get access to..." There were other things the lady had said, but that one made her feel safe and secure. For some reason, though she didn't understand why, she'd never told her family about staying with the woman, and when they had asked her about the jacket, Lyra had said a kind lady gave it to her and refused to let her father take it away. Lyra had kept the necklace hidden, something told her not to let her father ever see it.
A nudge from her side jolted her back to the present and she turned around to face the front. She watched as the headmaster spoke, congratulating them all on their achievements, Lyra could feel her palms become sweaty. Her brother grabbed one of her hands and gave it a tight squeeze before flashing her a grin. Hearing her name ring out Lyra stood, heart racing and walked towards the front of the hall. Shaking hands with the headmaster, she turned toward her fellow classmates, family, and friends, her face flushed as she smiled briefly before hurrying back to her seat.
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Lyra searched the crowd for the platinum blonde hair of her father, spotting him she immediately ran towards him. As she reached him, he spread his arms out and wrapped them around her. Taking a deep sniff of her father's aroma of parchments and his favorite cologne, she closed her eyes as she felt somewhat secure in his arms. With a peck on her temple he released her and she stepped away.
"Congratulations sweetie. I'm very proud of you." Draco told her with a broad smile. Lyra nodded at her father, returning his smile and turned to her grandparents. Her grandfather gave her a proud nod, she was his little gem. She let out a laugh as she felt a tap on her shoulder and was crushed in a bear hug by her best friend Rose Weasley, easily identifiable by her perfume.
"Hey, Malfoy! We are free! Free from classes! Free from lessons! Free from professors! Free from Hogwarts!" Rose squealed with glee as Lyra untangled herself. She rolled her eyes at her friend as she did a mini dance shuffle with her cousin Albus Potter.
Scorpius bumped shoulders with Lyra "They are acting weird again" .
"Leave them alone, they're just having fun!" Lyra laughed, nudging him back. "Scorpius! Come on and join our festivities" Albus called out to him. Lyra rolled her eyes with a smile as she watched her brother walk over to Albus as they jumped and high fived. Lyra just stood there watching them make goofs of themselves.
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Lucius grinned as he watched his grandson dancing with the Potter's son and Weasley's daughter. His granddaughter stood on the side with a blank, detached expression. She was too much like her father when he was younger, he too had worn no expression, keeping everything on the inside. Lucius partially blamed himself for instilling it in Draco at an early age, and sadly it seemed that his granddaughter Lyra had picked up the Malfoy trait as well.
He couldn't believe she had walked to a muggle park that was nowhere near the Manor. When did this happen?
Lucius knew his daughter-in-law was emotionally and physically abusing Lyra and when he had realized, he wanted to make her suffer. Every time he brought it to his son's attention, he was immediately shot down, Draco refused to believe his wife was capable of such things. He also knew that his daughter-in-law was cheating on his son, but his son didn't take him seriously just like he didn't with Lyra. .
"What's wrong Lu?", Cissa asked noticing his clouded expression. He nodded towards where his granddaughter still stood. Narcissa looked to her grandchildren, her eyes landing on Lyra. Her heart ached and without a word she walked towards Lyra. Smiling fondly at Lyra she pulled her into a hug.
Narcissa had lost her older sister Bella to Azkaban and her other older sister Andy to exile for the foolishness of marrying a muggleborn. She was able to reconcile with Andy later when she had married Lucius, and they had met Andy with her husband and daughter, even with the upbringing she had learning that pureblood was the way and that muggleborns were nothing but dirt. Lucius and her had gotten to know Teddy, Andy's husband who was a muggle-born. Narcissa watched as her granddaughter relaxed a bit then turned stiff turned around as she found her son talking to Scorpius. Who turns stiff here ? Lyra or Narcissa?
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Harry watched his son dance around with his friends. He couldn't believe the fact he was best of friends with his tormentor's son. His eyes watched the Malfoy girl, she had brown wavy hair pinned up away from her face which held no emotion at all. He was pretty sure he knew the reason behind it. He remembered 12 years ago when he was only a rookie Auror he'd got a tip from his cousin Dudley that there was a child hanging around with the neighborhood crackhead. Harry found the child safely in the arms of a detective at the police station. He explained to the detective that he was a friend of the family and he showed them proof of the child. As Harry held the little girl, he had recognized the jacket and found the smell of it familiar. He had a feeling who the crackhead was, and he had checked the jacket to be sure. There on the back of the collar read 'Property of Jean Wilkins'.
"Honey, is everything ok?" Ginny asked Harry as she came over and kissed him on the cheek. Nodding he grabbed her hand, "Let's head off to your mum's for dinner." Harry thought about what he had saw, he had a gut instinct that Lyra and Scorpius may be Hermione's children. Then Tracy wasn't really their mother, she may not have even been engaged to Malfoy. When Lyra ran away from the Malfoys when she was five, he remembered Malfoy was much more devastated than Tracy was who had a smug look on her face. When he returned Lyra the following morning, Malfoy had tears running down his face as he clutched his little girl. Lyra was sniffling to hiding her face in her father's arm, but when she saw Tracy, she had looked terrified and like she wanted to get away..
"Hey dad, I invited Scorpius and Lyra's family over to grandma's place for dinner." Albus interrupted Harry's train of thought as he bound over. "I got twitchy, I heard that the ferret will be coming over to mum's for dinner." Ron laughed out loud as he joined them. Harry rolled his eyes at him with a shake of his head, "Nice one Albus, come on."
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