Shrieking Shack

There they were, her two fathers, the Serpent and the Madman. "Why don't you go play with your chemistry set, Snivellus?"
"CRUCIO!" She spat, knocking Arawn to the ground as he writhed in agony. "You really are what he says, you disgrace our name!" Lyra sneered.
"Back, child!" Mortimer commanded in a sharp voice. She glared at him with annoyance, but did as he bid her.
"Lyra..." Arawn gasped, his eyes wide in confusion, darting between her and Mortimer. She would not look at him. How could she? When she had no memory of him, and now he was a decrepit man, raging and ragged. She did not owe him anything.
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