The Black Legacy Druella's Awakening

Druella's Introduction

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Druella Black came from a wealthy, pureblood family. Her mother, Bellatrix Black, was a former Death Eater, though the war was over and such matters rarely concerned Druella. Born on December 23, 1981, just two months after the Dark Lord's initial defeat, Druella lived at Malfoy Manor with her mother, aunt, uncle, and cousin Draco, who was a year and six months older than her. The manor was her world, a sprawling estate with elaborate gardens, peacocks, and a wide gravel driveway. Yet, for all its grandeur, Druella often found herself staring longingly at the gates, yearning for adventure.

Her family's dark history lingered like an ever-present shadow. Her mother and uncle were infamous Death Eaters, though her Uncle Lucius escaped Azkaban by claiming he'd been under the Imperius Curse. Her Aunt Narcissa, while never a Death Eater herself, had supported her family's cause during the war. Druella overheard these stories often, sneaking around the house and eavesdropping on conversations when she was sure no one noticed.

Life at the manor was not without its complications. Lucius Malfoy, always focused on Draco, treated Druella coldly, belittling her for the smallest things. Even going as far as physically hitting her. To him, Draco was destined to surpass her, and Druella's talents, no matter how extraordinary, seemed irrelevant. In contrast, Bellatrix and Narcissa adored her. Narcissa, in particular, smothered Druella with affection, treating her like a fragile doll. While Druella loved her aunt deeply, she often wished for more independence. Narcissa had taught her to play piano and dance, showering her with love and care, but it was her mother who instilled in her the importance of discipline and humility. Bellatrix had always stressed that Druella should strive to earn her place in the world through talent, not wealth.

Druella's quarters were modest, located on the first floor of the manor. For a brief time, she and Draco had shared a room, but Lucius eventually moved Draco to a larger, more lavish bedroom. Despite Druella's unassuming accommodations, Narcissa insisted she remain in the smaller quarters, citing reasons Druella didn't quite understand.

She spent much of her childhood under strict supervision. Unlike Draco, who often went out with his father or friends, Druella was confined to the manor unless accompanied by Narcissa or Bellatrix. On one occasion, longing for freedom, she ventured to the gates. The cool wind against her skin was exhilarating, but her moment of rebellion was short-lived. Bellatrix appeared almost immediately, her tone firm but not unkind as she led Druella back inside.

"If you want to explore outside the manor," Bellatrix said, her voice soft yet commanding, "you must wait for me or your Aunt Narcissa."

Druella nodded reluctantly, her sense of adventure dulled by her mother's unwavering gaze. "You're my brave little Black Blossom," Bellatrix added with a smirk, "but there's no need to be brave right now. Let's go back to your room to study."

Bellatrix was not just protective—she was fiercely proud of her daughter. She frequently reassured Druella of her potential, reminding her that Lucius's dismissive behaviour stemmed from jealousy, not truth. "He's weak," Bellatrix once said, lying in the grass with Druella under a clear sky. Druella had frowned at her mother's harsh words, but Bellatrix only laughed. "You need to be a little mean sometimes, Black Blossom," she teased.

But it wasn't just Bellatrix who fought for Druella. Narcissa's protectiveness over her niece often led to clashes with Lucius. One heated discussion about Druella and Draco's schooling echoed through the halls as Druella hid outside the parlor door, listening intently.

"Durmstrang offers a more rigorous approach," Lucius argued. "Draco would benefit, and Druella's talents could be fully cultivated. Karkaroff could take her under his wing."