A Month At The Manor

Broken Friendship

I had just gotten home from Diagon Alley. It was two weeks after the incident. "Where were you?!" Narcissa was standing at the doorway. "None of your business," I mumbled. "Excuse me?!" She asked. "YOU HEARD ME!" I was already angry. I had run into Harry and his friends and they were NOT in the mood for a small chat. They got mad at me cause I'm living with the Malfoy's right now. "Don't speak to me like that in my own house. Got it?!" She growled. "Whatever," I said. Narcissa started yelling at me for disrespecting her and going out without her and Bella knowing. "I DON'T CARE NARCISSA!" I yelled. I was so angry I didn't even care that I had just yelled. We argued at the top of the stairs. I headed to my bedroom but Narcissa caught my wrist. I tried to get her off my wrist. "Tell. Me. Where. You. We're!" She yelled. I kept moving my arm around until finally she let go. I fell backwards but fell down the stairs. I landed on my back and had twisted my ankle. Narcissa instead of helping me, walked off. I jumped on one foot to the living room. I didn't know it but Bellatrix was sitting on the couch. "What happened to you?" She asked. "What do you think?!" I snapped. "Sorry," she continued to read The Daily Prophet. As I hopped to the chair I slipped on the rug and fell. "Y/N?! Are you ok?!" She immediately helped me up. "What happened?" She asked. "Narcissa," I mumbled.