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· 。ﾟ୧ ⋆. 𝗢𝗛, 𝗠𝗬 𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗡. ₊˚.༄ ACT ONE ━━━ CHAPTER ONE, ❝ i love all of my children ❞
𝓝arcissa Malfoy, as a mother to four with twins who were both recent victims of the Dark Lord, grew worried and concerned over her children.
When Draco and Vela return to Hogwarts in a month, she would be unable to protect them or soothe them if anything bad were to happen. That thought alone made her stay up at night.
And not to mention her growing concern over her youngest whom she had sent to spend the summer with her sister, Andromeda, to keep him safe.
Daemon was unaware of everything going on at their Manor and Narcissa strictly instructed her older sister to avoid talking about Lucius going to Azkaban to not worry the twelve-year-old child.
It was a basic mother's instinct to protect her children, and Narcissa felt that motherly sense greatly.
While she had no connection inside of the school, she knew one person who did.
As Narcissa and Bellatrix Lestrange wandered under the pouring rain, the older of the two whispered lowly to her youngest sister. "Cissy! You can't do this! He can't be trusted!"
"The Dark Lord trusts him," Narcissa replied simply.
"The Dark Lord's mistaken!"
Choosing to ignore her deranged sister's words, Narcissa no longer felt inclined to retort. Instead, both she and Bellatrix knocked on a certain Death Eater's door.
The Black sisters were greeted by Wormtail who let them enter the household. He led the two females up the stairs into Severus Snape's study where he sat in a chair, reading the Daily Prophet.
Snape folded the top half of the newspaper to see his visitors. Narcissa Malfoy stood confidently with Bellatrix Lestrange standing beside her, eyes evidently wandering around the room without shame.
"Run along, Wormtail."
Before the Animagi could respond, Snape flicked his wand and shut the door, pushing Peter Pettigrew out.
Snape offered the Malfoy a seat and a drink which Narcissa gratefully accepted. She looked up at the black-haired professor, "I-I know I ought not to be here. The Dark Lord himself forbade me to speak of this."
"If the Dark Lord has forbidden it, you ought not to speak," He said. "Put it down, Bella. We mustn't touch what isn't ours," Snape called her out when he saw her picking up an artifact from the corner of his eye.
Bellatrix rolled her eyes and dropped it back on top of the fireplace, looking at Snape to see if he was watching. Narcissa tilted her head to the side, slightly embarrassed for her older sister who didn't act as such.
