[HP] Born to be a pair

The bright interior is lit by crystal bubbles that drop from the ceiling.

A Christmas halo of red and gold hung over Abigail's lavender rash on her hospital bed, revealing the astonishment on her face.

"No—I don't know you guys."

After Renee called her aunt affectionately, Abigail's expression turned cold instantly, and she said bluntly.

"Please go away, I have to get on with my Christmas lunch."

Old Hawk suddenly took a step forward, but Renee grabbed his wrist. She calmly walked to the hospital bed, and put the Christmas gingerbread on Abigail's small bed table.

"My mother's original name was Amelia Shafik, your sister, remember?"

"Although my surname is Shafiq, I have no sisters."

Abigail's face was very cold, but Renee didn't change her attitude at all, and she took the trouble to talk to her as her aunt.

"We found my mother's diary before she was alive, and she recorded some things about you, your father, and a person named Sineff in it.

She loves you very much and treats you as the closest person.Mom has complaints about her father, but she has always been wholehearted towards you..."

Renee tentatively chose a piece of gingerbread in the shape of a cane and handed it to her, and Abigail's empty eyes seemed to finally find a fixed point.

Her stiff refusal was relaxed—perhaps the reference to her sister's past had loosened her attitude.

"Mom often mentions you in the diary." Seeing that she didn't accept the gingerbread, Renee withdrew her hand and ate it herself.

"For a while, she and her father were not well off financially, so you specially exchanged pounds for them, didn't you?"

"What?" Old Hawk couldn't help shouting, "Leah said it was a bonus from buying lottery tickets in department stores!"

"Bonuses?" Abigail suddenly said sarcastically, "You win the lottery once every three days, do you really believe it?"

"Why don't you believe it? If there is a free meal in front of you, you would be a fool if you don't eat it—"

"I can tell you about Leah!" Abigail yelled, looking at Old Hawk with disgust and disgust.

"I just don't want your dad to hear from me, please go out, Mr. Hawke."

Abigail also has a deep-rooted prejudice against Old Hawk, but Renee is not sure whether it is because of his Muggle status or because he is Mom's husband.

But the opportunity to understand her mother's growth environment and story is in front of her, and she must not let it go easily-if her father wants to know, he can tell her after she gets home.

So she turned her head and looked at Old Hawke with eager and expectant eyes. He rolled his eyes and didn't understand where Abigail's hatred came from, but he had to obey his daughter's arrangement with hatred—because he I also want to know the news of my wife.

"Can you go to the sixth floor to rest for a while?" Renee said earnestly, "I'll come up to find you after I talk to Aunt Abigail."

Old Hawk shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, turned sideways lazily and squeezed out from the door of the ward. If it wasn't for his interests, he wouldn't just stay here and be looked down upon by others.

Now there are only two women left in the ward.One big and one small, one with blond hair and one with brown hair. Their outlines and facial features are also very similar. Just based on their looks, one can guess their relatives.

They faced each other, and Renee spoke first: "I didn't find any news about my mother in Hogwarts."

"That's because she has never been to Hogwarts." Abigail also calmed down, and poured her a warm cup of hot cocoa from an empty glass.

"Then what school did she go to?"

"She didn't go to school," Abigail said dreamily. "She...never went to school."

It seemed that an invisible big hand grabbed Renee's internal organs, making it difficult for her to breathe, and the emotion of shock quickly occupied her brain.

"...how? Every little wizard should go to school!"

Abigail took another sip of hot cocoa in silence, and replied unhurriedly, "Because she's a Squib."

Speaking of 'Squib', the corner of her mouth suddenly twisted, her expression twisted.

"And the Shafik family—you know, we're one of the pureblood 28 families, whether it's letting other people know that there's a Squib in the family, or that the Squib went to Muggle school..."

"That's why you put her under house arrest." Renee immediately withdrew her hand that was reaching out to Milk Coco, and stared at her coldly.

"Because she doesn't have magic, should she be regarded as useless by you?"

"What can I do?!" Abigail yelled uncontrollably, as if lost in memory.

"This is my father's decision! And...and this is not house arrest, Liya just stays in her own room, I bring her school textbooks and reading materials, and Snef will also deliver meals to her every day—— If you ask me, there's never been a better day."

"You say things like that just to prove that you've never been in a hell like this."

Renee said in a word, she couldn't describe the shock and disappointment to this aunt at the moment, she couldn't help but want to pour all the dirty words into Abigail's ears.

But no, not yet... Renee didn't know why Abigail would tell the truth so easily against her, but this was her chance.

Renee forced herself to calm down and continued in a soft tone before Abigail, who was caught up in memories and confusion, shut up.

"—she spent her childhood in the room, didn't she? And how did she meet my father?"

"That night, Lia had just finished reading a book, and she suddenly had the idea of ​​going to the Muggle world—we found out later that I wasn't the only one who brought her the book—in short, she asked Our house-elf, Sneff."

It turned out that Snef was an elf from Shafik's family, recalling the record on the last page of the diary, Renee lowered her eyes.

"But what can an elf do? They are just cleaning things for us, so she can leave safely and well, all thanks to me covering her up!"

Abigail is not in the right state. She answers Renee's questions, her eyes are dull and empty, as if her soul has been taken out, and her mouth, which is now just a shell, is opening and closing.

"Then she escaped from Shafiq's house and met my father...then they fell in love and gave birth to me - but you didn't hate her as much as you showed, and you secretly supported them behind your father's back , isn't it?"

"Hate?... No, I don't hate Leah, she's my only little sister," Abigail said, "so I'll help her when she decides to run away. The room at the Cauldron, but she left again on the first night and met Hawke on the street."

Her eyelids began to tremble, and she gritted her teeth and made a creaking sound: "That bastard! He deceived Leah's feelings... A dirty and lowly Muggle has the guts to marry her—"

"Is this something my mother left for me?"

Renee interrupted her meaningless cursing, took out the carefully preserved golden pocket watch from her pocket, and showed it in front of the calm Abigail.

"Yes," Abigail looked down at the pocket watch. "It was something she stole from Dad's treasure chest, and she wore it on you before she died."

Stolen?Renee lowered her head and pondered for a few seconds, then asked: "When did she steal it? Before she escaped?"

"No, it was the day before her 20th birthday."

It was the day before her mother died, not long after the mysterious man fell, and it was the time when the Death Eaters were making waves and fighting desperately... Why did she choose to go back to Shafik's house at this time, just because of this pocket watch Woolen cloth?

The mystery in Renee's heart was squeezed deeper by all kinds of miscellaneous things. Thinking about it this way, maybe Amelia Hawke died for another reason, and it was definitely not such a stupid incident as the kettle explosion.

"Mom's death...was it really an accident?"

Renee's voice was a little trembling, her hands were tightly clutching the handle of the small basket, and she was staring at her tightly.

A strange smile suddenly appeared on Abigail's pale face, and she said flatly, "No, her death is doomed."

At the moment when the door of the ward was knocked, Renee jumped up from the bed. She growled and asked, "What does this mean? What is predestined? What happened to her—what happened to her?"

"Miss Hawke, it will be more than an hour soon."

A wizard in a green robe hurried in, and he looked at her with disapproving eyes.

"How can you yell at a patient? Ms. Shafiq should have enough rest and you should leave!"

"Tell me! Tell me!" Renee cried and begged before being chased away by the wizard.

"Please... tell me the real cause of my mother's death!"

"...She is destined to die, and so am I...You too...Oh, no, now you won't die, and neither will I...Only Leah is dead..."

The wizard's dragging movement paused for a moment, as if pitying the tearful girl, but only dragged Renee a distance away from Abigail to prevent her defensive potion from suddenly failing.

"The potion is only effective for the last few minutes, Miss Hawke." The wizard said impatiently, "Ms. Shafik needs rest very much now, and she cannot be stimulated like this during the recovery process."

"Potions..." murmured Abigail, "she stole the bottle and the watch..."

Her voice became weak, and with her pale complexion, she looked as if she was about to pass away, but she obviously only had mild symptoms of dragon pox!Not lethal at all!

Seeing this scene, the wizard couldn't help but change his face. He directly took Renee out of the ward, and said forcefully: "The visiting hours are over, Miss Hawke! Please forgive me, I have to treat Abigail Shafik now !"

His light green figure flashed into the ward, and Renee stared blankly at the door of the ward, only to calm down slightly after being blown by the cold wind from the open casement.

As a squib of a pure-blood family, Amelia was imprisoned in her bedroom since she was a child. The world is only as big as the books brought by her sister and the company of elves.

Later, she read some books about the Muggle world and understood the value of freedom, so she begged the elf Snef to help her escape from this prison-like home, and her sister also secretly helped her, and finally regained her freedom...

She thought that the new life she had escaped was the starting point of happiness, but she was doomed to die—what was the meaning of the potion and pocket watch stolen from Shafik's house?

Could it be that her mother also suffered the same misfortune as her back then?Have you ever cycled time, reincarnated in the terrible gap?

Renee walked to the elevator in a daze. She had to go to the sixth floor to meet her father.And when she stepped into the elevator car, a witch in a dark purple robe passed her by.

She was old, wearing a gloomy veil and a wizard hat, and walked straight to the second ward, but was stopped by another female therapist guarding the door.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Shafik." The female therapist said regretfully, "Abigail Shafik is undergoing treatment, please wait outside."

"... Oh?" ​​Mrs. Shafiq's voice was a little hoarse, she said strangely, "she finally drank something, didn't she?"

The golden fence of the elevator closed in front of Renee's eyes, preventing her from contemplating the identity of Mrs. Shafik, and their figures disappeared as the elevator went up.

The author has something to say:

Squibs are discriminated against in the wizarding world, especially in 28 pure-blood families like this, and old Shafik doesn't even let others know of Amelia's existence.

really miserable