DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter,.
It was all she could do to keep from crying out. Pain exploded in her arm where the bone had just cracked. Tears fell down her cheeks, silver tears that had nothing to do with the pain. All she had every wanted was love. That was her goal in life. To be loved and to love in return. "Narcissa. There's no need for the tears," the man cooed, smoothing down her pale blond hair. Narcissa whimpers, cowering from the man that had once promised to love her forever. Love no longer lives in this house.