Tracy took a deep breath, knowing that hwhat she was about to say would knock the attitude right out of Sydney. She would be suprised if her daughter said anything by the time she had finished.
"I was pregnant with you before Your father and I had gotten married. When I gave birth and saw you, I got scared. I ran away. Away from him and, from you. I ran away to my high school sweetheart, we had dated during our years at Hogwarts, we were both in Slytherin and we were in love.
When I found Ja..Him, He immediatley let me in and took me back. After a while I got pregnant again, this time I was ready and happy. We got married and, a few months later, I gave birth to a little girl. We were happy for a while, so happy it was cheesy.
Then Mother got in touch with me, you know how your grandmother was. She wanted me to be with Theodore, your father, and wouldn't take no for an answer. She blackmailed me with a peice of informaion I wanted no-one to know. So I went back to him, we were friends so neither of us minded and we didn't lie to you or Marcus when he came along, we made it clear our relationship was arranged."
Tracy paused, putting her hand up to stop Sydney asking the flow of questions she knew were coming. It wasn't a lie, both of the children knew their parents were in a loveless marriage.
"I want you to know I tried to take you with me to Ja.. when I left, Theo refused to let me. But that's besides the point. I'm telling you this now because, well, the people I've been talking about, my high school sweetheart and my second daughter, well, you know them. Really well actually."
Tracy paused, waiting for her speachless daughter to ask the question she dreaded answering. Well, Who are they?
"Your sister is." She paused, gethering the will to say it outloud, "Shaylah. Shaylah Martha Rouge." Tracy cringed, waiting for her daughters reaction.