Narcissa Malfoy
The wait was awful to live. I was counting the hour, the minutes, the seconds and no one was back there at the Malfoy Manor.
Just like I've waited for them to come in December, I was in the same mindset all over again, but it was worse this time. The outcomes weren't the same, because this time, I knew what they were doing. It was true, it was happening and I remained clueless about the events down there, in the Scottish castle.
I knew my children weren't alone, some death eaters were there with them, and it didn't calm me nonetheless. The Carrows were terrible and Fenrir Greyback was ruthless. Bella was also there, I knew she would take care of them, I asked her personally to watch over them, to be sure they weren't hurt or in some kind of danger - not more than they currently were.
Bella promised, but I was worried, I couldn't let the fear of them being hurt go away. I couldn't stop thinking of what they were about to do.
I wished they still were those little babies I used to hold in my arms. I wish they were still my little ones, playing in the garden. But they weren't. They were closer to adulthood, in fact. I knew that most parents didn't like to see their children growing up, it meant they would leave at some point. But in our situation, in our life, in our darkness, Hecie and Draco leaving this house, moving out, leaving us, leaving me, would be the best thing that could happen to them.
Maybe I should have done that. Taking them far away from here, giving them to caring and loving parents that would have brought the best for them, in a world where dark magic and dark wizards weren't the main attraction.
I envied Andromeda, she managed to give that to her daughter - of course all happiness comes with a price and the price, in her case, was significant. Yes, she did it because her values and her heart didn't stand with us anymore and of course, I didn't share them, but at the end of the day, one child had a lovely life, with friends, and lightness, while two others had insecurities, fears and traumas.
Draco would have loved this life, he would have been the happiest child ever, but I think Hecie would have not been as happy as I wanted her to be, maybe if she never knew the darkness, she could never have been attracted to them but everything happens for a reason.
She already tested the pomegranate seeds of the Underworld, and she wanted more. Just like Persephone, she was stuck in the dark world and unlike her, she didn't want to leave it behind. She found satisfaction in those arts. She found her bearings in darkness.
It was already night outside. It seemed like I'd been waiting for them for eternity. Were they successful ? Successful to kill the old headmaster.
Then a knock on the wall behind me.
"May I, Narcissa ?"
It was the Dark Lord, asking me if he could join me in my waiting.
"Of course, My Lord," I answered, showing him he could sit on the couch in front of me. "Can I get you a drink ?"
He politely shook his head, but accepted to sit.
I didn't know what to say or even think. We both were legelimens but the Dark Lord was way more powerful than I was and I couldn't let him know that I was afraid, that I didn't want that for my children. So I blocked my mind, I blocked every thought, I blocked every fear and every tear.
Sometimes I just told myself, Narcissa, he's just an ordinary man with power but that is what men were, weren't they? Ordinary human with power, and when you were in front of him, nothing made you feel like he was human, not his words, not his face, he cursed and killed every human thing he had left.
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