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Lily and James Potter- killed yesterday night by You-Know-Who and was betrayed by their trusted friend Sirius Black.
On October 31st, Lily and James Potter were killed, You-Know-Who also tried to kill Harry Potter, their twelve month old son, but he survived.
The Ministry has now been informed that Sirius Black, the trusted friend of James and Lily was the person to sell them to You-Know-Who. Muggle eye-witnesses told the ministry how Peter Pettigrew (another of James and Lily's trusted friends) cornered Black sobbing "Lily and James, Sirius! How could you!" and then he reached for his wand, but Black was quicker, blew Pettigrew to smithereens.
Twenty of the Magical Law Enforcement Patrol took Black away to Azkaban Prison, where he has been sentenced to life in prison.
Black was the Potters secret keeper when they found out You-Know-Who was after them, the spell is extremely complex involving the magical concealment of a secret inside a single living soul. The information is hidden inside the person, or Secret-Keeper, and is henceforth impossible to find- unless the person chosen decides to reveal it.
Stephanie sobbed as she read the Daily Prophet article again; she wiped away her tears and went to check on her twelve month old baby- Rebecca.
Stephanie had light brown hair and entrancing blue eyes, her baby girl had the same entrancing eyes and instead of beautiful brown hair, she had black hair. Rebecca was sound asleep, Stephanie thought over what she had to do before the ministry got to her, found her, cornered her for more information which at this stage in her life, she couldn't give away.
I could move away, but they could find me, ask me questions. I could put a glamour charm on myself and Bec, but she looks so beautiful, maybe just myself. I could make myself have short straight black hair and lighter blue eyes. That would be good, then Bec still looks like she's mine.
That's exactly what she did, and she moved, because the ministry new where she lived. She moved to a small wizarding community and started a new life. She didn't go on dates, she couldn't date anyone, it was too hard.
She sent Bec to a small wizarding primary school, and she grew up like a normal witch, just with out her father. Her mum never talked about her father, she had asked before, but she said he died in a tragic car accident and she didn't press on the matter.
'Mum, come on we'll be late for my first day of third year' shouted a thirteen year old girl, with blue entrancing eyes and back hair, just like her mothers.
'Just a minute, I always slept in on the first day back and I never missed the train' replied the girls mother. She looked like her daughter, just with lighter eyes.
'So, what if this is the time when you are late!' shouted Bec.
'Bec, stop whining, get in the car, it will take me a minute to get dressed' Stephanie told her daughter.
'Ok, finally we have some action' sighed Bec.
The trip to the train station was a silent one, it wasn't awkward, they just sat in silence.
'Mum, this year will you show me a picture of my dad?' asked Bec.
'No, definitely not this year sweetie' Steph answered.
'Why not this year?' asked Bec, curious to hear her mum's answer.
'Because I still don't think it's the right time, is there something you would like to know about him, apart from what he looks like?'
'No' she said angrily and looked out the window.
'Look honey, if I showed you, I don't think it would be very' she paused 'good of me'.
Bec was confused, it was just a picture. Steph noticed her confusion.
'It wouldn't be very motherly of me' she continued, Bec was still confused, so Steph tried to make up an excuse; she knew it was the complete opposite but she said it anyway 'you will get too attached, I think'.
'Oh, ok then, maybe next year then?' she said, she still didn't understand but she knew that her mother wouldn't give up.
'Hello Harry, Ron, Hermione. How are you?' Steph asked the three children standing in front of her.
'Good' they all chimed, Steph wiped away a tear, she knew very well that Harry's stay at his Aunt's wouldn't be pleasant; Bec thought her mum was upset about her leaving, so she comfortingly patted her on the back.
'I'll be home soon mum' she whispered in her ear and she kissed her on the cheek.
'Bye honey, see you at Christmas, if you want to come home, maybe Harry, Ron and Hermione can come too. I'll see what you think at the time' she said and waved as her daughter and her three best friends boarded the Hogwarts Express.
When Stephanie got home, she sat in the comfy chair and read the paper. She read the front page over five times while she cried her eyes out; she was so worried he would find her.
BLACK STILL AT LARGE
Sirius Black, possibly the most infamous prisoner ever to be held in Azkaban fortress, is still eluding capture, the Ministry of Magic confirmed today.
'We are doing all we can to recapture Black' said the Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, this morning 'and we beg the magical community to remain calm.'
But how did Fudge expect Stephanie to remain calm, he was stupid. She looked down at the picture of Sirius Black and watched for a while as he stood waving his arms around, and yelling. He had white waxy skin and shadowed eyes. She looked deep in his eyes and spoke softly
'That isn't the man I married.'
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