𝓹𝓸𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓷- Narcissa Malfoy x reader (wlw)

last words of a shooting star

I got up in the morning, it was about 6 am I suppose. I hate getting up this early but I had to get out of here. Don't get me wrong, I want to stay here with Bellatrix but the tension with Narcissa makes me simply not welcomed here, and I don't want to be just another mouth to feed nor a burden.

I grabbed my suitcase and proceeded to exit my room, I gave Bella her last forehead kiss and left.
I didn't expect anyone to be up this early but to my surprise, Narcissa was seated right next to the huge main door. She looked... well terrible, she looked like she didn't sleep all night.

"Y/N" Narcissa mumbled.
"Hello Narcissa, you should go to sleep. You look tired" I said.
"I- Y/N, nevermind. You're right, leave. Take care" Narcissa said coldly
"I will. Goodbye."

I don't understand her, at all. She gives me mixed signals, first Narcissa gives me all the love I could ever desire, then gets extremely jealous, hits me and calls me a slut, then is all sorry, and at the end she doesn't sleep all night just to talk to me and then... agrees with me to leave?

I waited in front of the manor for the knight bus to arrive.
When I boarded the bus this ugly man named Stan asked me where I'm heading.

"Leaky cauldron sir" This gross man winked at me. Ew men.
"That will be eleven sickles" I handed the man a couple coins.
Quickly, I arrived at my desired location and booked my room for a couple days.
My room looked very dusty and old, but for this low price I couldn't complain.

I decided to get some new clothes and books for school along with a luxury dress, for some reason all students above year two have to get something formal to wear.
°•Time skip, three days•°

I had nothing to do today, I didn't really feel like seeing anyone, I need some time alone to process everything that went down this summer.
Suddenly a two owls knocked on my window with their beaks, they had a letters tied to their legs.

Dear Y/N,
I'm terribly sorry for everything I've done to upset you.
I know that my apologies won't change my previous actions, I am aware of the harmful injuries you caused to yourself.
I cannot sleep nor eat, the guilt of hurting such a pure soul haunts me at all time. Please, let me explain myself to you in person. Please come back, or if you rather I can come to you.
Sincerely, Narcissa

the second letter.

My sweet Y/N,
why won't you write to me more? I know it's been only three days but it feels like forever passed since I kissed that bratty mouth of yours. You better not be fooling around with someone else or I'll punish you once again. Tell me my love, how are you? What are you doing out there all alone?
Yours(well you're the one who belongs to me), Bellatrix.

I decided to write back just to Bellatrix, at least for now. I guess I simply don't know what to say to Narcissa, I'll give it some time.

Dear Bella
Sorry for not updating you. I bought myself a fancy dress and school supplies. You know I'm found of your punishments, but don't worry. I'm not 'fooling around' with anybody else. I miss you too my love.
Yours, Y/N.

I attached the letter to the owl and sent it back.

I'm hungry
I headed downstairs where the bar is located at, the same bar I got drunk with Narcissa not so long ago.
The decor and the scent made me realize, how much I miss her and all those memories full of light.

I sat by the bar and the old bald barman came up to me.

"What would you like to drink?" The barman asked.
"Just a glass of sherry" I said sadly. When I was about to hand him the money, he stopped me.
"Nah, drink all you like. You look sad, it's on the house"
"Thanks" I mumbled.
"So where's your lovebird?" The man questioned. He clearly remember be being here with Narcissa, and saw us making out.
Apparently again, I've drank way too much and told him and a couple old ladies the whole story.
"Oh you poor thing" One of the ladies comforted me.
"The worst thing is that I-I don't know who the hell I love" I blurted out drunkinly.
"Did you ever considered that you might love both" The bald man spoke while polishing a glass.

This enlightened me. I love both of them.
But isn't this... wrong?