Chapter 3: the Secret
Rose Evans P.o.v
It was a good year after our marriage
I stared deeply into Maxwell's eyes and sat on the couch, this was a secret that was only told when sitting down, it would be a big shock if I told it to him standing. Squibs like my family were to embarrassed to stay in the wizarding world: so they went out into the muggle world and made a living out there. That was what my family had done for many generations, hoping that one day magic would make its way to the ancient noble house of Evans. For 200 hundred centuries… nothing.
Not until my precious Lily, after all I had seen the display of magic, and I needed my daughter to know everything once she was of age. She had to be the perfect heir, or shed be eaten alive once she got accepted into one of the schools!
"Darling what is it that you want to tell me?" Max asks.
"It's going to sound crazy, but what I am going to tell you is true." I say and clasp my hands together and sit straighter.
"What is it dear? It won't matter, I love you, and I'm going to love our family just as much." he whispers and kisses my hand while touching my very pregnant belly.
"My family is descendants of wizards and witches." I began.