The Black Mural

Chapter One: Narcissa

Narcissa Black was born on March 21, 1955, in the privacy of Black manor. The mother, Druella Black, was currently laying under the grand dining table, upon which lay a deck of cards, a platter of finger sandwiches and two glasses of fire whiskey. She had been playing Spades with Emelyne Malfoy, a close acquaintance, when she had suddenly collapsed, contractions racking her skeletal frame.
With a last heaving effort, Druella ejected a wet lump onto the marble floor, along with a vast amount of blood. Emelyne waved her wand and muttered "scourgify". Immediately, the blood vanished and the baby was cleansed. Emelyne was halted from further action by Druella's wails.
"GET IT OFF, CUT IT OFF, GET IT OFF!" she screeched, frantically yanking the umbilical cord that still connected her to her baby. The infant started bawling in agony, making Druella shriek even louder. Emelyne, face pale with worry not for Druella but for the child, deftly cut the cord with a muttered spell and a flash of magic. With practiced ease, she tied the the little that was left into a nodule, giving the infant a belly button. The baby calmed slightly, fat tears still rolling down her little flushed cheeks.
The door to the dining hall flew open and hit the wall, resounding with a bang, making the crying start all over again. Druella weakly pushed herself up, snatching the baby and tossing her at the man who entered.
"That's your abomination," she spat before collapsing back to the floor.
Cygnus Black was beyond pissed. He had woken up to the shill screams of his wife and child, putting him in a fowl mood. That was saying something, considering the fact that he drank more than one bottle of alcohol an hour. He'd stormed down the hallway, dragging a recently beat-up Bellatrix by the hair and flung open the door, only to have a naked baby thrown at him. Kicking Bellatrix to the side, Cygnus stepped away, allowing the infant to be caught by a surprised Bellatrix. Emelyne sent a red stunner at his back, which connected solidly and brought the large man tumbling to the ground. She quickly ushered the two girls out.
"Bella dear, give me the baby," she instructed softly as to not wake the sleeping Andromeda. Bellatrix dutifully handed over her sister apprehensively. Emelyne checked the baby over for any damage and finding none, sighed tiredly.
"Bella, what would you like to name her?" Emelyne asked gently. Bellatrix thought for several long moments. "Narcissa," she finally spoke quietly, her voice already sounding to serious for a four-year-old. And Narcissa it was.