Sirius sighed from at the pages he'd just read, when he thought about that day...perhaps she had been right. Though, he had thought that Ecko had liked Lucius Malfoy.
"What do you need Kreacher" asked Sirius, seeing that Kreacher had stopped in the doorway.
"Master is reading the journal" asked Kreacher.
"Yes, why do you ask" asked Sirius.
"May Kreacher listen to Master read" asked Kreacher.
Though Kreacher did not enjoy not having the journal in his hands, he was annoyed that he had read all of the journal except for the one Sirius held. Kreacher had noticed once before, how the others had huge gaps of time not filled out; and the one by Ecko seemed to be much more complete. That is why Kreacher wished to read it, though he had only glanced through the pages he could tell that she'd put time into discussing it on parchment. This last journal would fill in all of the blanks.
"Do you not have cleaning to finish" asked Sirius.
"May Kreacher listen after he is through cleaning" asked Kreacher.
"Yes, you may" said Sirius.
Kreacher then bowed, and went back to cleaning. Sirius glanced at the grandfather clock, he'd been reading this for only forty minutes...should he continue? Why stop now? He'd read this far...what had she thought through this time? What had gone on with the Slytherins?
I've seen many fall into clouds of jealousy and rage...I have yet to speak to Sirius for many days now, but perhaps he deserved. Yes, he did...he most certainly did!
It was nearly impossible for me to truly wish to forgive Sirius, how could I? After all this time he has yet to speak it me, and it is now Hogsmeade weekend in the winter. I am spending it with two of my sisters; Andromeda and Narcissa, Bellatrix of course...not included.
"I am truly sorry I interrupted" said Andromeda.
"There's no need to apologize" I said.
"I wish I'd known" said Andromeda.
"It does not matter now" I said.
"After all, think about it...if he had wanted to speak to her, he would have done so already" said Narcissa.
"You needn't worry, I'll find someone else...I can live without Sirius, most of the family shuns him anyway" I said.
"That's just like you! Mask your feelings, and now all your missing is a silk fan waving to bring wind into your face" said Andromeda.
"What do you mean" I asked.
"It's like bloody stepping stones with the women in our family; first hiding feelings, then shuning, and then keeping secrets, which only leads to lies and deception" said Andromeda.
"We will not fall into that category" said Narcissa.
"I can promise that I'll never be with a Death Eater though...most are utter snobs, anyway" I said.
"At least we know they'll never fall out of blood purity" said Narcissa to me.
"Blood Purity? A complete invention of pureblooded snobs, I pity them" I said.
"You were raised in it, just as well as I...isn't that right Dromeda?" asked Narcissa to Andromeda.
"Oh..yes" said Andromeda coming out of a trance.
"Staring at a muggle-born...naughty, naughty Dromeda" I said smiling.
Andromeda blushed.
"Dromeda you could get in trouble" said Narcissa worriedly.
"Promise me, you didn't see anything" said Andromeda.
"Ecko" said Narcissa looking to me worriedly.
"Must have missed it? I could have sworn I went blind for a moment" I said.
Andromeda smiled, and then went away from them and over to the boy.
"Well I did" said Narcissa.
"No dear, I'm afraid you've come down with a fatal illness" I said pulling Narcissa away.
I pulled Narcissa along until we came into the Three Broomsticks. We sat down together at a table.
"Oh, but what would mother say" said Narcissa worriedly, as though it were all giving her a headache.
"We do not mention it to mother" I said.
"But Ecko-" "We can't, we promised" I said, interrupting Narcissa.
"What about Bella" said Narcissa.
"She's too loyal to the entire blood purity cause" I said.
"If mother finds out, she'll assure Dromeda being bombarded off the tree" said Narcissa.
Being 'bombarded off the tree' was a simple way, of speaking off the spell 'Bombarda'; which causes a small explosion, and the tree was your part of the tapestry. It was a magical tapestry that added members of the family accordingly, and is supposed to spread over the four walls of the room.
"That will not happen unless she knows, and sisters do not rat out other sisters" I said.
"I won't...but you know, father listens to everything...and the moment he hears a simple mumble about Dromeda, fancying a muggle-born he'll go wild with rage" said Narcissa.
"That won't happen, promise me you won't tell" I said.
"Promise" said Narcissa.
Narcissa took my hand, and shook it; as if to say she were being truthfull.
"Nothing bad is going to happen...trust me" I said.
This was our sisterly bond, keeping our promises effectively and not shunning the other. As well as, never following in the stepping stones as those did before. For the stepping stones were poisonous, and seemed to have cracks. However, one day we'd all have to face the stepping stones, resulting in the end of the stepping stones...disbelief, hatred, shunning, battling, and even a highly likely chance of death and disappearing.