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Post by Narcissa Malfoy on Sept 15, 2007 15:52:25 GMT -5
Home was somewhere that you could relax and not have to worry, Well for one blond haired beauty it wasn't. Narcissa Malfoy felt like a prisoner in her own home, She couldn't go anywhere in her home without walking into some conversation that she really wanted no part of. It came to something when you had to watch what you said in your own home in case someone other heard you. She didn't agree with what the death eaters were doing and how they were doing things, but she knew better than to say anything. She would just have to hold her tongue for the sake of her son and husband. She would do anything for them and to keep them and herself alive they had to remain followers.
She sat down in their drawing room which was currently empty surprisingly. She put her head in her hands, her long blond hair tumbling down in front of her, covering her face. She was getting a headache and she did not want all the death eaters in her house! Looking up again she pushed her hair back, her pale and fragile features looking even more pale and fragile than usual. Anyone that saw her that didn't know her would say that she was very ill. She jumped slightly as the sound of something smashing ran though the manor. She groaned, she was close to braking point as it was. She was been pushed to the limit as it was, it was a miracle that she was still sane with all the worrying that she had done. "What am I going to do...." She muttered to herself.
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Post by Bellatrix Lestrange on Sept 18, 2007 13:28:39 GMT -5
The smashing noise had awakened Bellatrix from her daydreams in the room she had been sitting in. Fortunately for her, she was nearby where the smashing had came from. Unfortunately for anyone who was in the room, she was coming to find the source...
Her figure stepped in the room and bickering continued. Apparently there was an argument going on, and apparently someone had broken something. This must have caused more people to join in and started a whole new argument to begin. Well, how wonderful. Her heavy lidded eyes gazed around the room, from Death Eater to Death Eater, and that's when she spotted it; the source of the smashing noise. It was a picture frame which had held a picture of Narcissa and Lucius playing with their son, Draco, who was a toddler at the time of the picture. Little Draco was walking from one parent to another, the family of three smiling and laughing.. The frame was made of glass and was now broken on the floor. Bella took out her wand as her lips formed into a scowl.
"WHO DID IT?!" she shrieked, holding her wand out at, ready to let out a curse. The Death Eater's who had been bickering went silent. "Who broke this?!" she continued as she walked towards the frame on the ground, the family in the picture still smiling although broken glass surrounded them. "My sister has provided you all with her home, and this is how you repay her and her family?!" Bellatrix was fuming, no sign of her baby voice she put on for kicks was audible. No one spoke; they knew that Bella had been tense lately with Lord Voldemort gone for so long, they knew she cared about her sister, they knew not to make her so angry. "I should curse every single one of you in this room--IN THIS HOUSE! How dare you do such a thing?! HOW DARE YOU!?" At random, she picked a man and pointed her wand at him, red sparks flew out and he fell to the ground. She had only stunned him, but everyone knew she could do worse at any moment.
After a deep breath, she looked down at the picture and pointed her wand at it. In an instant, the pieces of glass assembled themselves together and the picture flew back on the shelf where it had been, good as new. Bellatrix stared at it for a minute, then turned back to the other Death Eaters. "I don't want anything like this to happen again," she said, seemingly more calm now, and then she left the room.
"Everything's okay, Cissy!" she called to her sister in a happier voice. She didn't know where her sister was, but she wanted to reassure her after all that yelling.
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Post by Narcissa Malfoy on Sept 21, 2007 14:34:01 GMT -5
Narcissa could hear her sister yelling from the room that she was sitting in, She knew how tense her older sister was these days and Narcissa knew exactly what she was capable of. While she didn't agree with some of the things that Bella did Narcissa still cared for her a lot and respected her. She knew that a fight or something was going to start while Bella was in that kind of rage so she thought, for the sake of the things in her house that she better stop it before it got too much out of hand.
She had just turned the corridor that Bella was on when she heard her say that everything was alright. Narcissa should have known that Bella would be there to sort everything out. "Bella, I am this close to breaking point." She said showing her finger and her thumb almost touching. Plus she wasn't happy with everything that her son had to go though. He was only 17 he didn't need or deserve to go though or see what he had.
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Post by Bellatrix Lestrange on Sept 26, 2007 12:20:17 GMT -5
Bellatrix turned around quickly when she heard her sister in the corridor. She watched her as she spoke, seeing that there was barely any space between her fingers that she had indicated her breaking point with. She knew her sister was having a hard time these days with everything going on, and you couldn't really blame her having all these Death Eaters roaming around in your personal environment. She couldn't do the things she normally did with everyone here, and she didn't even agree with all of their ways in the first place. It must have been awful for her...
"Oh, Cissy," Bella spoke, stepping to her sister and putting a hand on her shoulder for comfort. To hug her might be a bit too... emotional. But if she needed to, she would. This was her sister after all! "I know how it must feel, I know how you are... These idiots in your house, causing a riot half the time. No respect for you and your family! This is your house, and they should at least have the decency to not break things that are important to you."
Bella glared back towards the room where she had left the others, she heard the murmurs and realized they had started to talk again, but the fighting had deceased for the time being. She faced back to Narcissa, her expression less intense. "Don't worry, Cissy. The time is coming soon. The Dark Lord will defeat Harry Potter, and then everything will be the way it should! No more filthy mudbloods and blood-traitors walking around, using up magic! It will be pure bloods, and those worthy enough to stand by us! Oh, Cissy, it will be a great world for your Draco! For all of us!" Bellatrix was now almost glowing, it seemed, with the happy future she truly believed was to come.
"And you'll finally be rid of all these horrible guests living in you home, too. It will just be you, Lucius, and Draco again. How does that sounds to you?"
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