Wicked Witch

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Narcissa widen her eyes when Evelyn started to choke and gasp for air. Her mind almost said at loud 'oh god, I attempted to murder this poor child and I'm succeeding at it', but soon her thoughts were shaken by the image of the blonde falling on her knees to the ground for not having air.

Cissa was fast, pulling the young intern in her lap, saying comfort words to try keep the girl calm, aiming to make her breathe again.

— Babe, breathe with me — She pushed the girl's face to face her own. Inhaling and exhaling deeply — In and out, come on, you can do it for me, my dear!

But the girl shake her head at the words, indicating that she couldn't breathe like the woman who were holding her. Panic started consume Narcissa when her mind recovered the occasion when Draco had the pretty much same reaction at the first time he has eaten shrimp in his life. Associating to that, she also remembered the perfect potion she has in some cabinet at the mansion. This would make the girl better, she just had to make it in time.

Without thinking much more, the Malfoy matriarch held the girl into her chest with the most pressure she could exerce without hurting her and aparetted them to the manor. Once their bodies found themselves in the different place, Narcissa could hear a little "bep" coming from the girl, but this was not important at the time.

Grabbing her wand, Cissy raised her two hands, one for claim the spell and the other to hold the little bottle that was about to come, letting the girl's head rested on her left shoulder.

— Accio Wiggenweld! — her words were steady and precise, not letting any gap for errors. She needed to save the blonde girl in her arms who was fighting for some oxygen.

It was not very ladylike to open a bottle with teeth, but in that situation, Narcissa couldn't care less. So, still with the cork in her mouth, she pressed the girl's cheeks, giving some space for her to drop the potion between the blonde's lips.

Magically the redness and the swelling started to be absorbed again by the baby skin of the girl. Soon her gasps turned into a panting breath, until the point it was just some deep breathes.

As soon as Evelyn was out of risk, panic took the best of her. She was in the arms of Narcissa Fucking Malfoy at her manor, being comforted and cared by her. This was not happening, was it? Anyway, she was took out of her little conflict when she heard the unstoppable "bep" coming from her necklace.

— I'm so, so sorry Mrs. Malfoy. I wouldn't have eat if I could even imagine they put beets in cakes! I never wanted this to happen, I'm very sorry for doing this with you, please forgive me — Evelyn begged with those big doe eyes filling with tears, getting up as fast as she could, breaking free from the comfort of Cissy's arms.

Narcissa stayed static for some seconds, she could see so much happening behind of the brown irises, all the despair and angst that those big orbes carried broke her heart. Not to mention her voice so cracked and afraid, like she was going to hit her or something.

— I'm the one who has to apologize, angel. I practically poisoned you — She said reaching for the girl, but she flinched away, giving Cissa a pit in her stomach.

— Please, don't say that, madam. You were just being kind and I took advantage of your education to get a treat. If I wasn't so inconvenient, nothing of that would happen and you didn't have to lost an whole hour of your day with me. I'm really ashamed and sorry, ma'am. Thank you for all your niceness saving me, but I think it's time for me to go — the girl lowered her head to speak, and before Narcissa could say another word, the girl disappeared from her house.

Speechless and sad was the currently state of the two toned hair woman. Her head repeated the scene again and again, asking herself who hurted this girl like that for her to think so low about herself. She acted like she was nothing but a burden. How afraid she sounded while begging for Narcissa's forgiveness after being intoxicated by the very same woman. It just not made sense. Cissy wanted to cry, why would that girl be so terrified? Letting her thoughts consume her actions, she took a deep breath and apparate again at the Ministry.

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