Liars and Pretenders
by Alice9490
"Hestia."
Her sister's voice drifted softly towards her and the older Carrow turned. "Flora?" She asked upon seeing the look of confusion and hurt upon her face.
"You told." Was all Flora said.
Hestia knew immediately what her sister was talking about. "I had to."
Flora stepped forward. "No, you didn't. You could have pretended we didn't see anything." She lowered her voice. "They will know it was us."
"I sent a letter using one of the school's owls and I made sure the handwriting was ugly. They will never know."
"She showed me the letter, I asked her why she was crying and she showed me the letter. You lied Hestia, we never saw them kissing, they were only talking and you lied."
Hestia sniffed. "He was never good enough for her anyway. It is better that it ends now rather than to go on living a lie." She locked eyes with Flora. "You would have done the same."
Flora shook her head. "No, you're wrong Hestia. I would have stayed out of it, it was not your business to get involved." She stepped back. "You said you wouldn't tell and you did, you are a liar."
Anger flashed in Hestia's eyes. "Only as much as you are. You broke Mother's favourite vase and lied when she asked what had happened."
"That was an accident."
"You still did it. You lied to Mother's face, pretending you didn't know anything." Hestia took her sisters hand. "Flora, lying is a way of life. Everyone does it."
"That doesn't make it right."
"If Mother were to ask again would you tell her the truth." Flora didn't answer. "I thought so. I don't think that we necessarily lie. I mean, we make our living by pretending that we are someone else."
"I don't tell tall tales. I always tell the truth."
"You may think that but you do lie occasionally. Sometimes you have to."
As much as Flora hated to admit it, her sister was right.
