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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor the wizarding world, I only own the plot and the characters all rights go to queen J.K.Rowling.

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Warnings- mention of self harm, mention of rape, mention of suicide, mention of child abuse, mention of questioning by a teacher~ about self harm

-HP-

Lillian's POV

Tension filled the absolutely silent room, so thick it was palpable. Lillian felt as if the very air she was breathing was buzzing with anxiety, it travelled through her lungs and settled in her stomach in a tight ball of shame and despair, weighing her down.

Goosebumps suddenly littered her skin, her palms felt sweaty... If felt as though the room's temperature dropped or had it risen? Lillian didn't know, she had semmed to lose sense of what the rest of the world was..

/LILLIAN FLASHBACK/

The ragged carpet beneath her was scratching her, the walls around her were freezing not so different from a dungeon. her long hair draped over her eyes they were eight today, Lilian smiled 'in another few years we can leave' she thought.

[The ragged carpet beneath her was scratching her back, the freezing walls around her were way to reminiscent of a dungeon to be comfortable. And yet Lillian smiled, pushing her long hair out of her eyes. As that day, Harry and her had turned eight. 'In another few years we can leave' she thought melancholically.

[PBut her blissful smile fell the moment she remembered what exactly had happened to her twin . Their uncle, He had taken Harry away, she didn't know where, as the only answer she received to her questions was:'We are going for a chat' but she knew for a fact that uncle Vernon never spoke with them.

With the crack of the door handle light suddenly spilled in the cold room. With a sigh of relief Lillian pushed herself up with her arm to see Harry's figure standing in the doorframe, his hair messier than usual and his eyes rimmed red. The collar of his too big top was hanging off his shoulder and he clutched his glasses in one hand and half a bag of Dudley's sweets in the other. He stumbled for a few steps until he fell to his knees, breathing heavily. Worry clawing at her heart once again Lillian scrambled to get up and ran to him carefully enveloping him in a hug.

Harry looked at her with an intense stare before curling himself around her, hissing in pain.

"Emerald?" Lillian asked, her fear for her brother blatant.

"No Lil' Lil' "

"Harry, what's wrong? Tell me please!"

Harry looked at her with tears in his eyes, and pushed the half bag of sweets into her palm.

"F-for you" He said, struggling to get the words past his lips.

/LILLIAN FLASHBACK OVER/

That was the first time their uncle started to treat them differently, it also wasn't the last. That stormy day... It was the first time Vernon made Harry... No she wasn't going to think about that not now.

Cindy's POV

Cindy was leisurely strolling through the corridors trying to avoid going to classes for as long as possible. When a man, who looked around fourty stepped in her way. She quickly realized that she knew him and before he could start talking she mentally recalled everything she knew about him.

-Christopher Charles

-High up in ministry

-Child protection officer (recent development)

-Goody goody so to speak

-Has a daughter

-Family man

-Snobbish

You could often see him strolling around Hogwarts, though he had no permanent place on the staff here, Cindy felt a hot panicky feeling wash over her.

"Cindy, could you come with me a moment don't worry your not in trouble" Said the man shaking his head slightly. Cindy remarked that his lips weren't showcasing the slightest hint of a smile

"Oh, Yeah sir" "Oh yeah, sure sir." She replied carelessly, ignoring the fright that was slowly fogging up her brain.

While 'Christopher' was leading her to his office Cindy couldn't help but sigh internally.

"Now Cindy." Said the man when they were comfortably sat in his office. Him at his desk and her in a chair directly facing him. "I've heard that you are having a tough time at home recently...is that true." The man had a worried expression on his face, one that was so fake it was disgusting to Cindy at least.

Despite that fact, the question answered Cindy's fears, she had never felt so anxious in her life. Nonetheless she looked the man dead in the eye, even his black rimmed glasses couldn't shield him from her stare.

"Its not bad, bad."she said without a single tremble in her voice, using her hands carefully to demonstrate this point. "Its just, basically my dad and I have been arguing a lot, that's all".

"Oh, what's that about?" Questioned the man. "You see an anonymous person owled us at the ministry, I mean that person could be telling lies but it is my job just to make sure."

She nodded, hoping that person didn't divulge too much "I mean we were arguing because I came home upset, after I fell out with a friend, he just kept commenting on how I'm always upset."

"And he couldn't understand the fact you were upset?"

"No sir, I believe he was already stressed anyway." she assured smiling effortlessly

"Ah, well Cindy the person also mentioned they were worried about you self harming." declared the man his brow frowning.

Cindy felt fear and betrayal of all things clutch at her gut.

Cindy must've visibly blanched as the sour taste of betrayal infested her tongue, adding to the fright already clutching he gut.

"I d-dont really." She stuttered for the first time, instantly regretting it. "I just scratch myself when I am nervous is all."

"Where do you scratch your wrist have you got scars?" The elder man leant forwards as if to search her, It was intrusive to say the least.

"No,no I scratch my hands" she replied cleverly choosing a place the man could see, "and it's never enough to break the skin so it'd usually heal"

"Ah well that is a form of self harm, another thing the Owler said you had stated 'you wanted it to all end' is this true?"

Cindy pursed her lips, although she had thought along those lines, she had never used that particular phrase and had never spoke it to that betraying cow.

"No I never said that." She stated confidently.

"Okay you never said that?"

Cindy shook her head.

"Ah well that's reassuring, you must know Cindy that I have to make sure."

"Of course sir." she rose from her seat smiling seemingly unshook, she laid her hand on the cold metal of the door handle and pushed the itopen with a creak.

"Thank you sir." She said not really meaning it.

Relief flooded her the second she closed the door behind her but her heart was still beating fast, way too fast, she needed Lillian now.

Boo guys I'm back

Special thanks to my beta Kjerstimya

Also who do you think ratted on Cindy?

Lillian?

Harry?

Some else altogether?