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Bellatrix scowled as she looked in the mirror. "Bellatrix Black!" Druella scolded. "Do not do that to your face." Bellatrix sighed. She was in Diagon Ally trying on dresses for the ball that was to take place. She was wearing a red dress. Druella shook her head. "Red just won't do." she cried. "It is too told for an eleven year old." The shop keeper sighed and took the dress off of Bellatrix. Andromeda sighed and looked at the shop keeper. She felt bad for her. The shop keeper was an old woman. She had long curly white hair that she had pinned to the top of her head. And sky blue eyes. Bellatrix hopped off the stool as she looked around at the many dresses. Narcissa jumped on the stool.
"Dress me!" Narcissa cried as she threw out both her arms. Druella laughed as she looked at her youngest daughter. Bellatrix smiled and pulled out a dress. It was black velvet and it sparkled at the bottom. "Mother, I like this one." she cried. Druella turned and looked at it. "Absoulety not!' she cried. "This is a ball not a funeral." "But mother!" Bellatrix cried. "I look really good in black." Druella shook her head. "No you are not wearing black." she told her daughter sternly. "You are not even developed right for that dress." Bellatrix threw the dress on the floor and walked over to sit by the door. She crossed her arms and pouted.
The shop keeper picked up the dress and placed it back on the rack. "What color do you want, Miss?" the shop keeper asked as she turned to look at Narcissa. "Pink!" Narcissa cried as she looked in the mirror. The shop keeper looked at Druella. Druella nodded and turned to look at the other dresses on the racks. The shop keeper left the room and and came back with a pink dress. The shop keeper helped Narcissa into the dress. It was a pale pink with frills down at the bottom of it. Narcissa smiled and spun around. The bottom of the dress clung to her perfectly. "That's the one." Druella cried. She turned to her middle child.
"I think purple will go great with her coloring." The shop keeper said as she turned to Andromeda. Andromeda bit her lip. She hated people staring at her. Druella nodded. "I think you are right." The shop keeper left the room and came back with a light purple, velvet dress. She helped Andromeda put the dress on her. Druella smiled. "Do you like it, An?" Andromeda cocked her head. "I guess." she muttered. Druella sighed. "You don't know what you like." She turned to the shop keeper. "We will take it."
The shop keeper nodded and helped Narcissa and Andromeda out of both dresses. She rapped them up. Druella turned to her oldest daughter. "What are we going to do with you?" she asked her. Bellatrix ignored her and continued to pout. "You are not getting the black dress and that is final." Druella said sternly. "I have one in the back that might look great on her." the shop keeper said quietly. Druella's blue eyes grew wide. 'Then what are you waiting for, go and get it." she snapped. The shop keeper looked scared. She nodded and left the room quickly.
Druella muttered under her breath. She turned to her daughters. "Girls, what did mummy teach you about the Black family." "That we are better than everyone else." the girls said in unison. "People should bow down to us and we will never bow down to someone else." Druella nodded as she held her head. "These common people are starting to make me feel dizzy." Narcissa walked over to her and put a small, pale hand on her mother's arm. "Are you alright, mummy?" she asked softly. Druella smiled at her. "I'm fine, Cissy." The shop keeper walked back into the room carrying a silk blue dress. Bellatrix scowled.
"On the stool, Bell." Druella ordered. Bellatrix ignored her and continued to scowl at the dress. "Bellatrix, on the stool." Druella ordered again. Bellatrix stepped onto the stool reluctantly. The shop keeper helped her slide the dress over her head. Druella gasped. "It's perfect!" she cried. The shop keeper smiled. "We'll take all three dresses." Druella left with the shop keeper to pay. Bellatrix scowled into the mirror. "I like it." Narcissa said as she reached out and touched the dress. "Shut up, Narcissa." Bellatrix snapped. "It's not so bad, Trixie." Andromeda told her. "At least it is better than mine." Bellatrix continued to scowl in the mirror.
Narcissa was running her small hand over the blue silk material. Bellatrix kicked her hand. "Stop it, Narcissa." Narcissa's eyes were wide and she held her injured hand. Tears were filling her eyes. Druella stepped back into the room. "Bellatrix, why are you still wearing that dress? Take it off." Druella snapped. The shop keeper hurried over and helped Bellatrix to take the dress off. A few minutes later, the four Blacks were leaving the shop. "Mummy, aren't you getting a dress?" Andromeda asked. Druella nodded. "But not from there. Stupid half blood." Andromeda tilted her head. "She was a half blood?" she asked. "Andromeda Black!" Druella hissed. "What did I say about doing that to your head?" "Sorry." Andromeda muttered.
"Yes, she was a half blood." Druella replied controling herself. "I will not be getting my dress there. She was having trouble with three little girls dresses. She would be doing worse if it was my dress. Come on girls, let's hurry home. Being around all these muggles is making momma sick." They all returned to Black Manor. Druella went upstairs to lay down while the three girls went outside to sit on the lawn. The sun was shining down on all of them. Narcissa smiled as she saw a butterfly land on a flower beside her. "That was fun!" Narcissa cried. "I really love my dress." Bellatrix rolled her eyes and started to climb a nearby tree. Andromeda followed her.
Narcissa stood up. "You two aren't supposed to be climbing trees." she cried. "Mummy said it is not lady like." "Shut up Narcissa." Bellatrix snapped and she climbed higher. Narcissa pouted. The door opened and Cygnus walked out. "Hey, you two better not let your mother see you." he said. "We won't!" Andromeda and Bellatrix cried in unison. Narcissa pouted and sat down. Cygnus smiled at his youngest daughter. "Come on Cissy, come show me your dress." Narcissa smiled and jumped up. "Okay!" she cried. Cygnus picked her up and went back into the house.