WITHOUT YOU [draco malfoy fanfiction]

52. A mother scorned

"No!"

Narcissa who had been duelling two death-eaters at once, howled in agony when she saw her husband and son fall in tandem. Her opponents fell with one wave of her wand, their necks slashed open.

The orbs of prophecies shattered and rained down on all in the form of small glass crystals, the ground shook and the ceiling cracked.

Narcissa Malfoy stood surrounded by the destruction caused by her pain, her magic reacting to the horrible, horrible sight in front of her.

Her eyes locked with the greatest cause of her ire and the most affected by her attack. Shards of glass embedded in her face and arms, making her bleed heavily; Bellatrix Lestrange still had the gall to smile at her.

Narcissa attacked her before she could spew what she had intended to when she opened her mouth.

Narcissa didn't speak, her mouth was set in a grim line and she duelled like she was dancing. She was as graceful as a swan with the ferociousness of a dragon. In that moment she looked like a true Veela avenging her mate and cub.

Bellatrix narrowed her eyes at the intensity of Narcissa's curses. The two sisters duelled against eachother, eager to see the other one to her death.

The entire inhabitants of the hall had seemed to have sucked in their breaths, watching the duel that took the centre of the hall.

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IRENE:

I rushed to Draco's prone body and levitated him to a secluded corner, warded the space against intruders and placed the strongest protection spell I could conjure with 'Protego Maxima' on Draco. For some reason, his real form was visible now, alabaster skin turning as white as sheet and his body going cold.

I kissed his eyelids, nose, forehead, cheeks and his lips. Giving myself a moment to feel the despair brewing inside, I closed my eyes. When a lone tear fell down my cheek, I wiped it with the back of my hand and got up. I kissed Draco's rigid lips one last time.

With a desperate whisper of "Come back to me love" I was out, into the fray of the battle again.

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Narcissa's curse grazed Bellatrix's shoulder and she heard a satisfying hiss of pain from the witch in front of her.

Bellatrix sent a Cruciatus Curse in response which Narcissa barely dodged.

"You seem pretty sad about the two men that fell" Bellatrix mocked in a chiding tone.

"You know one of them was my brother-in-law?" she fake pouted, "I'll be sure to let this widow wife know that her dear dead husband had admirers in the order"

Narcissa grit her teeth and sent another curse forward.

"Or was it the whelp?" Bellatrix shrieked with laughter as she twisted to avoid the deadly curse sent her way.

"Was he yours?" she asked in a high-pitched voice. "Aw" she tutted and batted her heavy-hooded eyes. "He was!" she threw her head back in laughter.

This time Narcissa's curse hit her mark.

Bellatrix shrieked in pain as a deep gash appeared on her left arm. A couple of non-verbal spells had her without her wand and bound on the ground.

Narcissa placed her knee on Bellatrix's chest and applied pressure. The witch coughed and sputtered. She dug her wand in the gash on the dark witch, just below her elbow.

When Bellatrix spat at her, Narcissa backhanded her sister across the face.

"You bitch" she said as she dug the wand deeper in her skin enjoying the howl of pain.