When he calls to me, I am ready
I'll wash his feet with my hair if he needs

Narcissa awoke that morning, in a state of calm. For a few moments, she lay still, not quite awake yet. Her blank mind however, slowly came into focus, and she rolled over, feeling the weight of her husband next to her and suddenly she was no longer Narcissa, she was Mrs Malfoy once again. Her hand brushed his, and he shifted slightly in his sleep, drawing her closer to him.

Forgive him when his tongue lies through his brain
Even after three times he betrays me

She swung her legs out of the four poster bed, wrapping herself in an emerald green dressing gown, and padding gown stairs silently in bare feet. She waved her want at the kettle, which began to boil, and slowly prepared her husband's morning cup of tea. She took a crumpled scrap of paper out of her pocket, and quietly stared at it in the early morning light.

Ah-ah-ahhh-ow uh uh o
Ah-ah-ahhh-ow uh uh o
I'll bring him down, bring him down, down
Ah-ah-ahhh-ow uh uh o
Ah-ah-ahhh-ow uh uh o
A king with no crown, king with no crown

The paper held a photo, of a man and woman, who looked very much like they did, only younger, with no tattoos on their wrists. The woman ran a hand over her swollen belly proudly, showing off her baby bump to the camera. The man laughed, and put one arm over her shoulder.

I'm just a Holy fool
Oh, baby, it's so cruel
But I'm still in love with Judas, baby
I'm just a Holy fool
Oh, baby, it's so cruel
But I'm still in love with Judas, baby

She stirred the tea absent mindly, thinking of the few short years they had spend together, happy and peaceful, until her husband had decided the Death Eaters had better prospects. Mrs Malfoy had been told to stay silent. She no longer had a decision.

I'm in love with Juda-as, Juda-as

She took the cup of tea upstairs, and set it carefully on the bedside table, next to her husband.

I'm in love with Juda-as, Juda-as

Carefully, she smoothed down a clean set of robes for him, and set them on a chair, at the other end of their room.

Judas Juda-ah-ah, Judas Juda-ah-ah, Judas Juda-ah-ah, Judas GaGa

I couldn't love a man so purely
Even prophets forgave his crooked way

Silently, Mrs Malfoy slipped into the large, cold bathroom, and turned the taps on the bath. Another photo lay tucked in a gap between the bath and the wall. Another scrap of old faded paper.

I've learned love is like a brick, you can
Build a house or sink a dead body

Another version of the younger couple stood in a crowd of men, all with their hoods drawn up and cloaks surrounding them. Only one person had her hood down, a woman with long, straggly black hair, held her hands around her sister onto the taught skin of her stomach. She grinned wildly, her sister more subdued. Beside them, both of the two women's husbands waved tiredly to the camera.

Part le first. Too tired to keep writing. Brain no work no more. Part le second will come tomorrow. You like? Tell me and I will love you. Az x