𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆
❝And I feel like my castle's crumbling down
And I watch all my bridges burn to the ground
And you don't want to know me❞
───𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Elladora Black never
understood the tru...
𝐃𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐍é𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐫, groaned and rested her fair head back amongst the pillows. After countless hours of pain she had finally given birth for the Fourth and hopefully last time The labor had been longer than with Bellatrix, Andromeda, and Narcissa, combined.
She was exhausted and could feel death's bed slowly creeping in Her sister-in-law Walburga Black, attended to her wiping her forehead with a damp cloth.
"Another girl, Madam Black," The healer, announced as she cleaned the tiny newborn. "Healthy as a hippogriff, too."
Irma Black Née Crabbe Druella's Mother-in-law, clicked her tongue in disgust "i shell go alert the rest of the Family Arcturus will most definitely be displeased with you Four birth's and not a single Heir or a Spare." she said while standing up from her chair beside Druella's bed.
Pulling out her wand from it's holster on her wrist flicking her wand at her dress-robes to get rid of any wrinkles before Leaving the room with a scowl on her face.
Druella, was left less impressed with her mother-in-law. "After six years of marriage you'd think that she'd learned to at least tolerate me," she frowned.
Her sister-in-law Walburga, smoothed away some of Druella's blonde curly hair. "Don't worry Druella mother has always been like this even before you married Cygnus."
