-Chapter✵Eighteen-

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✧FALL BACK TO REALITY✧

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It was morning already, Rabastan had woken her up late for a few reasons. One she looked far too peaceful, and the second is because he didn't want her to think he wanted her to get ready alongside him. 

Rabastan hadn't managed to name each and every step she takes in preparing for the day, but seeing her in a nightgown with merely a thin robe over it was enough for him to wake up with the perfect attitude.

"I'll owl you when I can, why don't you invite Cissy or a few of your friends. Have a girls night." She smiled at the idea, but deep down her first thought had been the Marauders, but it was a good suggestion that she would look into doing when the house was a bit more put together.

She thought of Lily coming into the manor and react just the same as when she visited the Potter residence for the first time. But worse. Sirius would definitely remember the home and suggest all too quickly to burn it to the ground.


Saying her final goodbyes had prompted Rabastan to go through the floo system, as he was meant to meet up with his father before heading straight back to the country they had just returned from.

As she stood staring at the fireplace she began to start feeling...Alone.


But or the first time in...her whole life would she have the freedom to do whatever she felt like, in a whole house under her directive.

With Rabastan's lifestyle for both work and the play of Death Eaters, would this happen at the most random of times. The smile widened as she thought of a few random ideas, and thus Aurora Lestrange nee Black found herself soaking in the master bedroom tub with the music blaring in the background as she hummed along. Reading a book as well as snacking at whatever the elves had placed before her.

"Mistress! Mistress! May Daisy come in?" Aurora's eyes popped up to the door as the elf was questioning, unlike Kreacher who would bloody pop right in wherever he pleased.

"Of course, what is it Daisy?" She spoke, which allowed the little elf to hurry on with their little legs and offer up the letter.

Luckily it had been just her mother, informing of her impending visit later in the afternoon. Which already drained her considerably. "Mistress?" The elf dragged her out of her trans.

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