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Chapter twenty one- You Can't Be Serious.

It was raining; I guess that was to be suspected. I mean I did live in England. It was just a naturally rainy place. The rain coming down hard hitting the windows on the train as it moved away from Hogwarts and closer to my home then I ever wanted to be. I leaned my head against the window and sighed letting the coldness numb my blistering hot cheeks. The coldness felt good on my skin, it felt real. It made me feel alive. I sighed and closed my eyes. Truth be told I was scared. How else would anyone expect me to feel? The last time I saw my parents Sirius and I had both threatened my Father and hell, Remus even punched him. My Father wasn't exactly known for his calm nature. He was vicious, cruel, and just an all around angry person. It was obvious that he hated me most in the family and yes he loved my twin and my Mother but that doesn't mean he was always pleasant to live with. My parents had got into their far share of arguments, as did my twin and he. So for me to be going back here, well most would say it's suicide.

Also I was nervous. I mean I never really talked to my Mother and she had never shown interest in me and now that she's on her death bed she wishes to speak with me? My mind's been running over what she could possibly want to say. I haven't a clue and it bugged me. I hated not knowing things, everyone who knew me, knew that.

"Lucie?"

I blinked my eyes open and looked across from me, a smile tugged at my lips but I restrained it. Lily was sitting in the exact same position as I was in. Truthfully we were too much alike for our own good.

"Yeah, Lil?"

"I-I it just- it was too-"

"Silent?" I put in.

"Yeah." She says, shrugging her shoulders.

It was very quiet, Lily and I were the only ones on the train and we had been for quite awhile now and with both of us not talking the only real sound was the rain.

"You didn't say good bye." She accused breaking the silence once more

"Huh?"

"You didn't say good bye to the boys."

I bite my lip and look away, back towards the window.

"They wouldn't have let me go if I did." I admit.

"What do you mean?"

I take deep breath and close my eyes. "I just became friends with them this year, but it's strange. It's almost like we've been friends forever and well they're a bit protective of me. Had I gone to say good bye I'm sure I'd find myself tied to a bed or something so I couldn't leave."

"But wouldn't they want you to do what you want to do?"

"Not when it includes seeing my parents." I stop and then add, "Or snog and shag other blokes."

I open my eyes in time to see a smile forming on her lips.

"The last time we saw my parents Remus and my Father got into a fist fight and Sirius and I threatened to kill him."

Her eyes widen.

"Yeah." I agree.

"Do you want me to stay with you?"

"Lils, I can't ask you to do that. You should be home with your family-"

She snorts. "Petunia? Vernon?"

"Listen," I began just as the train pulls to a stop. "If you need me for anything, come right to my house okay. If anything is wrong, do you understand me?"

She nods her head and stands up, grabbing her trunk while I grab mine. "Same for you, yeah?"

"Yeah."

Instead of apparating from the station as I usually do I decided to walk, even through the pouring rain. Somehow it just felt right. The cold wind that whipped around me made my arms wrap automatically around myself as the rain drenched through my clothes. I didn't have to worry about changing my hair color as I approached my house it had been blonde since last night. I suspect it was because I was thinking about my sister and my hair changed colors. I looked up at my large house, that I hated more than anything. I was hoping I wouldn't ever step foot in it again, but yet here I am.

Thunder booms behind me making me begin to walk up the front steps. The door was unlocked; I figured out as I turned the handle and stepped inside. It was still the same as I remembered it, except the glass doors had been repaired. At the sound of the door closing a sound of running began. I turned my head towards the step in time to see my twin sprint down them. I step towards her and open my arms as she jumps in them. I hold her tightly to me while she sobs into my already soaked shirt

"Lucie, I hate it here." She says into my neck. "I really hate it."

"I do too, come on love, let's go upstairs." I say pulling her from my arms and taking her hand instead. On the way up to my bedroom a door pulled itself open there stood my Father. His eye narrowed at our hands and I stare back at him, daring him.

"Luella."

"Father."

He sneers then, "I thought better of you Helen, clearly I was wrong."

I looked to my twin to see her staring back at him, much like I was. It was really scary how much we looked alike.

"No one thought better of you, Father." She says coolly, tugging on my hands and pulling me away from him.

When we reach my room, I quickly pull my damp clothes off and change into a pair of pajamas and climb into bed next to my sister.

"When did you tell him?"

"Three weeks ago, when I came home for a weekend. I brought him with me."

"You brought Aaron with you?" I asked completely shocked.

"Yeah, I think that if he wasn't there I most likely would have died."

My head turns towards hers.

"I'm serious, Lu." She tells me. "He was so angry. He hit me, really hard and well that set Aaron off. He punched Father."

I snorted. "Yeah, my friend punched him too."

She laughs then. "I wish I wasn't such a git to you when we were growing up. We would have had so much fun together."

"We really would have." I agree. "But there always now."

"You're right. There is now."

XxX

-James' POV-

I blinked my eyes open, opening them to an empty room. And empty room, which I knew to be the girl's dorm. They wouldn't have left without saying good bye, would they?

I turn my head and a piece of parchment on the pillow catches my eye. I sit up and open it.

Love,

I didn't want to wake you this morning, you looked so peaceful. I kissed you good bye though, don't worry. I'll owl you when I can. Wish me luck.

I love you,

Lily

It didn't say anything about Lucie, did she not want to say good bye? I climb out of bed and walk down the stairs (After performing the charm on the stairs) and walk into the common room. It was filled with people naturally, most of them who were just meeting up with their friends before walking down to breakfast. The boys were nowhere to be found so I climbed the stairs and walked into my dorm. Remus was in the process of tying his tie, Sirius was rummaging in his trunk only half dressed looking for his school shirt and Peter was tiredly leaning against his bed, fully dressed.

"Hey."

All the boys immediately looked up.

"How's Lily?" Remus asks.

"She's okay I guess. It took her awhile to fall asleep." I tell them. "She left this morning."

"And Lucie?" Sirius asks, his eyes meeting mine.

"She left too."

He throws the book he was just holding in his hand, "Dammit!"

"Mate, calm down." Moony says looking at Sirius who was fuming in anger.

"No! Is she bloody thick? What is her problem?!"

"Her Mum is dying, Pads." Peter says quietly.

"Oh yes, the Mum that helped her so much when her Dad stabbed her in the stomach." He sneers sarcastically.

"Mate, come on." I say, sitting down on my bed. "It's still her Mum; she really wanted to talk to her. Maybe she wants to apologize."

He turns his head, clearly at loss for what to say and starts buttoning his shirt. "Yeah, well I just don't want her to be there in that house."

I kept my eyes on him. "No one does, Sirius."

XxX

-Luella's POV-

The knock on my front door stirs me out of my sleep. I sit up and look towards my side. Helen was still sleeping, curled completely on her side. A knock sounded again.

Can't anyone ever answer the door?

I sigh loudly as I stand up and start walking down the steps. When I reach the door I pull it open without checking who it was. My eye widen when I see her.

Lily was standing in the pouring rain, a trunk in her hand, and loud sobs coming from her throat.

"Lily, what is it?"

"S-she d-doesn't w-want me!" She sobs. "She s-said it was m-my fault!"

"You fault?" I ask my anger rising. I quickly shake my head and pull her into the house, "Come on Lily, let's get you dry."

I lead her upstairs and into my room. When I pull the door open my sister was sitting up in bed.

"Oh I wondered where you had- Hello." She says noticing Lily. "Lucie?"

"This is Lily and Lily this Helen." I say gesturing between the two.

"She looks just like you." Lily stutters out.

I pull my wand out of my sleeve and muttering a drying charm on Lily.

"Thanks."

I walk over to my large bed and pull her with me. Suddenly I find myself sitting cross legged on my bed, Lily and Helen in similar positions.

"Now tell me what happened?" I ask her, now that her crying had ceased.

"Petunia said it was my fault that our parents died."

Helen gasps, while I say, "How does she figure that?"

"She said because I'm a witch and that if wasn't the Death Eaters wouldn't have killed them."

"Lily, don't you think that!" I tell her sternly.

"I-I don't. It just hurts." She says on a sigh, running her fingers through her hair much like James would do.

"Sorry, but what are Death Eaters?" Helen asks.

Lily and I exchange looks. "Hel, you've got a lot to learn about our world." I say.

The next half hour Lily and I take turns explaining everything about our school, the war, Voldemort, and about your friends.

"So this Voldemort person doesn't like people who have muggle blood?"

We both shake our heads.

"So you two are potentially in danger?"

"Well really, everyone is in danger that doesn't like the way he thinks. But essentially yes, Lily and I are in the most danger and people like us."

She breathes out. "Wow."

"I know."

"Are you scared?" She asks after a while.

Lily and I answer in unison, "No."

A tap on my window has all of us turning our hands to see an owl hanging there with a red envelop in his mouth. A howler? Who would send me a howler?

I quickly walk towards the window allowing the owl to land on my dresser.

"I wonder who it's from." Lily says eyeing the red letter.

"I don't know maybe-"

"LUELLA ALEXA BROOKS! HOW DARE YOU GO BACK TO THAT HOUSE! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?" Sirius' voice rings out through my room, loud and sharp.

"Now Sirius, calm down. I thought we agreed not to yell." Remus.

"Moony I will ruddy yell if I want too! She was being completely thickheaded!"

"Sorry Lu Lu, we really did agree not to yell. The real reason for this letter was to reprimand you about not saying good bye this morning." James.

"And because you went home. Honestly Lucie, what were you thinking?" Sirius says a little calmer than before.

"Lucie, if you want to go home I support you. Even though I'm a bit nervous for you. Just promise to owl if you need us." Peter's voice says, soft and soothing.

"I will kill your Father if you owl us back saying you needs us. I don't care about ending in up in Azkaban." Sirius says.

"Sirius, you will not kill anyone. And you will not end up in Azkaban." Remus tells him. "Though it wouldn't hurt to mess him up a bit."

"Honestly, you two the letter is supposed to be about Lu." James says and I can hear the exasperation in his voice.

"Just be careful." He says then. "Really, I'm worried about you. Come back when you can and owl us, Okay?"

I snort when I hear Remus and Sirius still bickering in the background.

"Moony! Padfoot!" James yells. "Shut the bloody hell up and say good bye to Lu."

"Bye LU!" They scream loudly before beginning to argue once more.

"Bye Lucie, see you when you get here." Peter's voice says.

"Sorry about them, Lu Lu. We both know what sort of issues they have. Well again, be careful and I'll see you later. Miss you."

And then the letter explodes.

"Well uh- now do you see how protective they are? I'm surprise they didn't end up on my door step." I say finally grasping what had just happened.

"Wow." Helen says. "They really are something. I can't wait to meet them properly!"

"You're not missing out." Lily tells her. "Really you're not."

"Yes, but isn't James your boyfriend?"

She nods her head. "Yeah, but even I know how much of a prat he is. You'll see."

We all eventually calm down from our laughter and I turn to Lily.

"You never said when there funeral would be."

The smile falls off her face. "Two days from now."

"I'll be there." I say grabbing her hand.

She squeezes my hand back and turns to Helen, "You'll be there too?"

"M-me?" Helen asks shocked.

Lily nods her head. Helen smiles a little then and grabs Lily's other hand squeezing it tightly.

"I will."

XxX

"Luella." I hear Father call from behind my bedroom door.

Lily, Helen, and I exchange a look. I get up quickly and walk towards my door pulling it open. My Father glared at me and then his eyes zeroed in on Lily.

"And who's this?"

"My friend, Lily Evans."

"Ah, the Evan's girl."

"Do you have a problem with her being here Father?" I say narrowing my eyes.

"Well yes and-"

"She is not leaving." I stare firmly. "She is here for however long I am."

She sneers at me. "Your Mother wishes to speak to you."

"Now?"

"Yes now, you ingrate." He snaps before walking out.

I turn around and look at my- well both of my sisters. Whatever was on my face made them stand up quickly and walk towards me.

"You'll be okay." Lily tells me.

"Just take a deep breath. If you need us we'll be right here." My twin finishes, wraping her hands in my and squeezing them before letting them go.

Lily grabs my shoulders and turn me around so I'm facing the hall way.

"Just go." She tells me. "We're here."

I sigh and nod my head before walking out. I turn left at the end of the hall way towards my Mother's and Father's wing in the house. After a few minutes (I dragged my feet as much as I could) I arrived in front of my parent's bedroom. Reluctantly I pulled open the door and stepped inside.

My Mother was lying in the middle of her very large bed. Her once tan skin was pale, and her lovely figure was reduced to bones. Her eyes were sunken in and had deep purple rings beneath them, her lips were chapped, bloody and her cheeks bones stuck out at an odd angle and she was bald. That is what shocked me the most. My Mother always had rich blonde hair and it was just gone. And soon, she would be too.

"Luella." She says weakly.

I swallow thickly and approach the bed, taking the seat next to it.

"I see your hair isn't purple." She comments.

I grit my teeth and press my lips into a thin line. Of course she would comment on my hair.

"You wanted to speak to me, Mother?"

She nods her head absently. "Yes, yes."

I raise an eye brow. She turns her head and her eyes meet mine, locking themselves on. Her facial expression was serious and her face was set.

"What I would like for you to do is apologize to your father."

I stare at her in complete shock.

"Excuse me?"