She’d been lying to her parents since her first year; if they’d known the truth, her parents would have panicked and pulled her from Hogwarts, no matter her protests, but each year it felt almost easier to keep it from them. Almost like she could live in the pretend world where the truth she told her parents was real. That all there was at Hogwarts was classes and friends, and everything about basilisks and werewolves and Death Waters was just...made-up stories. 