30~Cissy

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This Chapter is dedicated to Helen McCrory. She will be missed dearly. I was at work when I heard the news and was shocked. I cried last night a little bit and some this morning.

I feel that I haven't included enough of Narcissa in this story like I wanted. So in honor of Helen I give you this flashback of her beloved Character Narcissa and Aurora to truly embody what their relationship was like and the mother figure she was to her.

*December 3rd 1994 OG Reality*

"Are you sure I can't come with you?" Draco pouts as he holds Aurora's arms to his sides not releasing her from his grip. 

"Yes. I have to get a dress." She giggles pulling her arms from him. 

"So why can't I come with you?" Draco whines.

"Hey, you asked me to the Yule Ball and your mother was kind enough to take me dress shopping." She smiles at the boy with blonde hair.

He grabs her arm stopping her from leaving.

"Draco!" She snaps, "Let go."

"But I wanna go with you." He says like a child down on his knees begging.

"Is Draco Malfoy begging?" Aurora says in sarcastic shock staring down at the boy before her fighting a smile.

"No." He snaps standing up quickly.

"Okay." She chuckles sliding out of the dorm making her way to her fathers office. 

Aurora skips down the long halls of the school skidding with excitement. 

She never got to do all the mother daughter things growing up. She loved spending time with Narcissa she was like a second mother to her. 

Bringing her to do all the mother daughter things. Getting their hair and nails done. Took her clothes shopping for school even helped send her off to her first year at Hogwarts. 

Narcissa took on the roll of mother figure the night Celeste died. 

Aurora grew up with her calling her 'mum' and spending Christmases with the Malfoy family, being called the daughter she never had.

As her relationship with Draco went on she really started to feel apart of the family. She felt whole and Narcissa helped with that. Taking on the roll of mom and being there for her.

"Hi dad." Aurora smiles giddily walking into his office.

"You're leaving already?" He asks placing his news paper on his desk.

"Yep." She bounces towards the fire place.

He stands from his desk walking to his only daughter. 

"Nothing to promiscuous Aurora and please no red." He says grabbing the urn of powder. 

"Of course not dad." She smiles grabbing a handful before shouting 'MALFOY MANOR'.

Green flames surround her body, hair flying in all directions. All types of rooms flash before her eyes before stumbling out of the black marble fire place at the Manor. 

Her vision fuzzy having to readjust to the dark lighting of the glum interior of the manor.

"Mum?" Aurora shouts as she approaches the foyer.

"Well if it isn't little Aurora, I haven't seen you in a long time." A shrill voice speaks.

"Bellatrix." Aurora pants. "You scared me. How are you?" She approaches the crazy woman for a hug.

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