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⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆ 🕸 ⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺
1972
Angelique's heart was reduced to dust. The pain of finally realizing she was not loved at all for the person she had devoted her life to, shattered her as a porcelain doll falling on hard cement.
Thankfully, Angelique was a powerful witch before than a human, and her heart was not completely necessary to keep her alive. She still had her magic core sending energy to her broken body.
Obviously, without the organ on her chest, it was much difficult for her to keep her unbreakable posture she exposed to people on Colinsport. She didn't looked so human anymore, her skin was filled with cracks and her blue eyes had lost their shine.
Angelique had to take a decision that would make all her life seems like a waste of time, but the other option the witch has was to get weaker by the time and die alone in her manor at the city she was brought to be a slave in.
That said, collecting just was extremely important, Angelique made a bag of her things and left the USA to go back where she and her mother were taken away to live a life of servitude.
France was way more expensive life style than Colinsport, not that it was some trouble for Angie anyway. The woman has sold her company to the shareholders that already work with her; Her manor, the greatest place of Colinsport was bought by the city hall, which planned to turn it into a museum or something of the sort; Not to mention all money she had accumulated on 200 years of living.
Trying to erase the past of that terrible small town, although not being strong enough to live among humans in a big capital, Angie found balance on a city neighbor to Paris. Just 25 minutes and a few kilometers separated her new home from the city of love, which was great for many reasons.
Angelique learned to love the life away from the ocean. She noticed her hair was not so frizzy anymore, her belongings would last longer and the earth was fertile, supplying her with good food and ingredients for her spells.
On the other hand, getting a better job than she had before, was simple as taking candy of a kid considering the big city near her home. Angie already had all the experience, just not the degrees, but nothing she couldn't falsify.
That way, Angelique settled down to recover her magical core and human heart. Letting it rest for some years.
1999
Thank to Harry Potter, Narcissa was absolved for her great courage to lie right in the face of the Dark Lord, saving the wizard world. But just her.
Lucius had to respond for his acts and Draco, after much pleading from the woman, was just banished from Great Britain. What was partially good for him too, that place held much of bad memories.
And the former Malfoy decided to do the same. There was no point on living alone on the manor of what it all happened. Narcissa couldn't eat on that table where she saw the display of the torture and where that fucking disgusting snake used as a playground. Her room was cold without a body to heat her skinny one, not that Lucius was a good man, but he was at least, warm.
When the two toned haired woman organized herself, she noticed how little of her past life she decided to take with her. All her memories fit into a handbag that didn't even need to be dispatched when she entered the airplane and decided she would do a good use of her french from now on.
