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Written for Drabble Ship Day 3.
Ship: Beneath the Moonlight: Narcissa/Remus.
Prompt: Whiskey
The neat whiskey burns her throat,but it's a delightful distraction from the fact she has thrown away everything her family stands for by falling into bed with a werewolf.
She had tried to fight what she felt Remus, she really had.
But in the end what she felt was stronger than whiskey she had just drunk and she couldn't resist it anymore.
So here she was wearing his shirt while he snored, drinking whiskey and trying to figure out what to do next.
However, things went she was going to lose someone. If she chose Remus, she'd lose her family and if she chose her family she'd lose Remus.
Whatever happened she was going to lose.