"Lydia, come down here please!" Remus yelled up the stairwell, there was only a week until school started back up for their second semester. Lydia came down the stairs with bag under her eyes.
"Yes papa?" Lydia said tiredly. "Lydia, you need to tell us what happened at the Potter's when your father found you Christmas morning." Remus got straight to the point. "I don't know." Lydia thought playing dumb was the best way out of this. "Lyd, you can tell us anything. You know that right?" Sirius asked looking at Lydia with love. "Yes I know I can telling you anything." Lydia sighed. "Basically Vernon just doesn't like wizards and witches and I guess got mad at me, that's all." Lydia shrugged. "Lydia we aren't stupid, that's not all." Remus looked at her and she gave in. "Fine Vernon r-raped me." Lydia looked down at her hands, she didn't want to see her fathers' faces right now. "Lydia you know that you need to report this to the police right now." Remus laid his hand on her, very small, bony, and veiny, hands. "No!" Lydia stood up instantly. "Lyd, you have to." Sirius urged. "No! I won't papa, you know how this feels!" Lydia pleaded. "Lydia, there is a difference you can't go to the police when you're five and say, 'my dad pissed off a werewolf so that werewolf attacked and raped me and now I'm a werewolf too.' It doesn't work like that, but you can, you can go to the police and file a report." Remus kept pushing. "Dad, I can't! Please don't make me." Lydia was almost crying. Almost.
As Harry and Lydia boarded the Hogwarts express and waved goodbye to their families they found an empty compartment to wait for Hermione and Ron. "Lydia what happened Christmas eve?" Harry asked. "Can we please not talk about it?" Lydia begged. "Okay, later?" Harry asked. "Much later."
The rest of the year wasn't exactly normal… well considering last year, what is normal? Lydia's favorite part of the year happened when Valentine's Day came around "cupid" came and sang Harry a poem/song. How did it go? Ah yes,
'His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad,
His hair is as dark as a blackboard.
I wish he was mine, he's really divine,
The hero that conquered the Dark Lord' - Ginny Weasley
The best part was it happened while Harry and Lydia were about to share a kiss. She cracked up laughing while he blushed. They couldn't look at each other the rest of the year.
Apparently it was a giant Basilisk that Harry kept hearing and Harry slayed it's ass and saved Ginny in the process while Lockhart managed to obliviate himself. Harry freed Dobby from the Malfoy's and now Dobby is a Free Elf. Lydia hopes next year won't be anywhere near chaotic…
A/N: Hello, I'm so sorry this is so short. I really want to get to PoA and I'm not the biggest fan of CoS, if you can't tell. Don't worry I have it all planed out the next chapter will be better, I promise!