"Two more days until she leaves. Time goes by so quickly when your last daughter goes off for her first year of Hogwarts", Druella sighed. She had recently made a bad habit of talking to herself since preparing for Narcissa to leave for her first year of Hogwarts. Narcissa had been gone with Bellatrix and Andromeda constantly since she had received her Hogwarts letter five days ago. She knew Narcissa would be exemplary while at Hogwarts. Out of all of the sisters, Narcissa was, by far, the most discreet. Bellatrix was too frank on what she thought and wouldn't hold back for anyone. Andromeda hardly ever attended formal events or conversed with anyone who had reached the certain criteria a Black family used to judge who they could befriend. She hardly acted like a black, but preferred to be rebellious instead. Narcissa was the quiet one who conversed with the right people. Druella had hoped that Narcissa would be the discreet one, which is why she had named her after a flower, and not a star like her sisters. Narcissa also had a startling difference in characteristics from her sisters. Unlike her sisters, Narcissa was very light toned and had almost white blond hair. If not for the similarities in eye features, you wouldn't be able to tell they were even sisters. All three of the sisters have big, beautiful eyes. They're eyes were unmistakable.
"We're back, mother", I proclaimed proudly as I lightly walked through the foyer.
"Did you get all the books off of your list?" Druella melancholy inquired.
"All but one, called The History of Muggles, which doesn't exactly bother me", I mused.
Druella scoffed at even the idea of one of her beautiful pure-blood daughters purchasing such a horrid book. No Black had even thought about taking The History of Muggles course. They had no intentions of ever wanting to learn about such dull creatures.
"That's fine. What else do you have to get before you leave?" Druella pried.
"Not much, just a few spare quills and I have to get my robes fitted. Miss Prewitt said I could come by any time. She said to give her apologies that she couldn't congratulate father on his newest discovery in person", I droned.
"I expected that. She hardly comes by anymore. She spends all of her time in that grime-covered store of hers. I'm not even sure what ties link her and your father, but I'll find out eventually… or else", Druella said almost threateningly.
"They went to Hogwarts together, remember?" I primly reminded.
"Oh, that's right, until she got expelled from Hogwarts for "harassing" the filthy muggleborns", Druella reminisced. "Good times we all had. She was expelled so early in her education I almost forgot that she even attended".
I signed in a tone that was very familiar to Bellatrix's when she had to sit through a lecture on practicing illegal magic on muggles. That was a very common activity for Bellatrix, especially when accompanied by "the elite". "The elite" are a group of purebloods who's family trees, according to them, has been perfectly trimmed so that no extra "unworthy" purebloods stayed in the family. Bellatrix was a member and I expected I would be one, too.
While packing for my train ride to Hogwarts that afternoon, Bellatrix and Andromeda came in and gave her a ribbon-wrapped green box.
"What's this?" I asked with curiosity while fingering the box's edges with interest.
"It's a gift for you starting Hogwarts," Bellatrix answered angelically, her face glowing. This was odd behavior for Bellatrix.
When I opened the box, a gold necklace with a rather long serpent charm was gleaming, as if it knew it was special.
"Bella, Andy, thank you so much! It's beautiful!" I exclaimed, overwhelmed with gratitude.
"Well, put it on," Andromeda encouraged.
I took the necklace and walked over to my vanity. As I put it around my neck, the eyes glowed an almost blood-red color and released a small burst of fire. Some of the fire brushed against my skin, but it was surprisingly cool, almost like ice.
"You like it?" Andromeda asked with curiosity.
"Of course! It's gorgeous, thank you Bella, Andy!" I exclaimed with affection.
"Good, now we need to go if we want to make the train", Bellatrix reminded.
Soon after, they apparated to the train station, a power that Blacks master by ten years of age. They had made it on time. Bellatrix and Andromeda soon met up with their school friends, which left Narcissa to finally officially meet the Slytherin Elite. According to Bellatrix, the Slytherin Elite was a group of only the most wealthy and well-known pure-blood families. All, of course, were in Slytherin. It was then that I remembered that Andromeda was sorted into Ravenclaw, not becoming part of the Slytherin Elite, although she showed no signs of disappointment.
"Who is this?" a boy, looking like he was in about his seventh year.
"This is my little sister, Narcissa, Rosier", Bellatrix answered in a dangerous tone.
"She looks nothing like you or Andromeda", the boy addressed mainly to Bellatrix.
"And? Is there a problem?" she asked him in a haughty voice.
"Isn't Narcissa the origin of a flower?" a light hair boy asked with caution.
"Yes, it is. So?" I answered with hesitation.
"Well, aren't Blacks always names after stars?" he asked, mystery in his eyes.
"Yes, usually", I answered, on the edge of losing her temper, for she had been asked this particular question too many times, it could bring a person to insanity.
"Well, what's wrong with you then?" he asked with a smirk.
"There's nothing wrong with me. Even a star burns out in time. A flower continues to bloom and ages with beauty and grace", I corrected him with pride and a smirk of my own.
"Oh, good, we're here", a beautiful dark-skinned seventh year said with relief. She looked as if she was about to pass out with all the tension in the cart.
