Day 3: "What do you mean that the Killing Curse isn't a trick?"; Bellatrix Lestrange; "This is why covens disbanded. Everyone wants to grow a conscience in company."; Narcissa Malfoy; Rodolphus Lestrange; "You're ruining Samhain!"

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"You are ruining Samhain!" Narcissa Malfoy screamed at her sister as she watched Bellatrix torture another Muggle in the Malfoy family drawing room.

"Calm down, Cissy. At the most, I'm ruining your carpet, not Samhain," Bellatrix replied.

"Not the filthy Muggle, Bella. The Dark Lord was set to come to our Samhain gathering and ritual. And now he's not! And it's your fault!" Narcissa shouted and kicked the Muggle for good measure.

Narcissa usually wasn't one to participate in the torture of Muggles, but she was so angry. She was feeling incredible amounts of pressure from her husband's family. Her mother-in-law was a positive hag. And she was expected to pull off the party of the year. And that wouldn't happen if the Dark Lord didn't attend the annual Malfoy Samhain Ball.

"Trick or treat," Bella taunted the Muggle.

"You have no treats and your tricks are deadly," Rodolphus drawled from the other side of the massive room. He straightened the paper he was reading as a corner attempted to fall.

"What do you mean the Killing Curse isn't a trick?" Bellatrix asked with a pout. "The poor, nasty Muggle thinks he's getting a treat and then boom tricked at the end." Bellatrix's cackle reverberated around the room.

"Gods, Bella. Focus!" Narcissa snapped. "Fuck the Dark Lord, suck his cock, promise him the orgy of his life, I don't care. But figure out a way to make him show up next week."

"Well, he has been eyeing you lately, my dear," Bellatrix said as she ignored the Muggle in favor of eyeing his sister.

"You ready to break those marriage vows yet?"

Rodolphus chuckled in the corner as Narcissa felt herself redden. She was positively virginal compared to most of the women in her set. She insisted on having relations with her husband, Lucius only. But she was feeling desperate. She didn't know what her mother-in-law would do to her if the Dark Lord failed to make an appearance at the party.

The Muggle began pleading and begging for his life, but before Bellatrix could do anything about it, the door to the drawing room opened and Narcissa's in-laws walked in.

"Just kill it, already," Narcissa whispered to Bellatrix.

"I don't want to," Bellatrix pouted as she kicked at the Muggle.

Narcissa whirled around, "Merlin, this is why covens disbanded. Everyone grows a conscience in company. Avada Kedavra," she whispered.

The Muggle's begging ceased and Narcissa ignored the scowl on Bellatrix's face as she turned back around to greet Abraxas and Luciana.

"Will the Dark Lord be attending, Narcissa?" Luciana glared at her.

"Of course, Luciana. The Dark Lord will favor the Malfoy family with his presence. Bellatrix and Rodolphus have assured me of that."

"Good, he better be here. Abraxas, let's go," Luciana turned and swept from the room with Abraxas in tow.

"Merlin, she's a hag. I'm glad Rodolphus' own dear mother is dead," Bellatrix muttered. "I'll arrange for you and the Dark Lord to have a 'private' conversation."

"Fine," Narcissa snapped and fled the room. She wasn't pleased, but Narcissa was prepared to do anything to get Luciana off her back and get into her good graces. She didn't even know if Luciana had good graces, but Narcissa had been trying for more than a year to get there. She wasn't about to give up now.