Theres alotta snow outside today; So I'm too lazy to go anywhere or do much. :D So, why not update? xD Here we go, tried to make this a bit longer, but ya know...
SORRY if you guys thought the last chapter was the last chapter, but ITS NOT! :D Instead of end I'm now putting To Be Continued...
TBC n stuff. ^_^'
In fact, this story will end at the end of sixth year, and then there will be sequel and maybe a few more after that? Just cause I have alot of ideas for this story, and I'm more excited about this one then I have been for a story in a while. So, you can expect alot more outta me!
MANY THANKS to my beta : Stargatefan001 You are amazing for helping me out Rachael!
I'm going to start dedicating every chapter to a reviewer(s) who stands out in particular to me. (:
So, this chapter is dedicated to: 1stDeathAnniversary and haileydelacour101 for pointing out the whole END thing to me (: much appreciated!
Thankies, guys! So, here we go~
Disclaimer: I DONT OWN HARRY POTTER, BUT I DO OWN MY OC'S(CATRINA, BRYSON, ETC)!
Suggested music for this chapter: All That I'm Living For by Evanescence. I think this will be Narcissa's new theme song for this chapter. Surprisingly, I've taken much amusement about her. Oh, well.
Chapter Nine
The Loyal
The Malfoy Manor was always a place with "bright shining", as Bellatrix had once put it. Clouds never covered the large grounds, and everything was always in perfect order. Narcissa Malfoy made sure of that personally, ordering about house elves and other servants.
She had a reputation to uphold, being the Head Lady of the Malfoy line. She oversaw everything happening in and around the monstrous, white Manor.
The hedges were trimmed. The flowers were watered, portraits and other decorative things were dusted. Floors were spotless, beds were made, library and offices were organized.
She made sure her husband and son were always fed on time, and that they kept their rooms neat and orderly.
But, when Lucius was sent to Azkaban, that all changed. The clouds came, along with the rain. The flowers wilted, and dust gathered.
It was no longer the "bright shining", but a "dull shadow". Narcissa didn't bother to disagree. She was almost relieved when Voldemort had taken it off her hands.
The arrival of the Maeves gave the Dark Lord more confidence. He longed to move foreward with his plans, quicker then ever.
He needed a hideout, that no one could touch.
Catrina had quickly volunteered her own home, to which Voldemort politely declined. She was declared "much too much his equal" and it would be rude to take advantage of her.
But, Narcissa was very much NOT his equal. He had turned to her, smiled sickeningly sweetly at her. Narcissa hadn't flinched, just gazed at him calmly.
Before he could speak, Narcissa told him he could use the Manor. Voldemort was pleased. He then went on to lecture Bellatrix and Narcissa on their family.
He spoke of how Narcissa's husband and son were, proud, worthless wizards. Lucius was locked away in Azkaban and Draco had to make up for it. Everyone knew that the Dark Lord thought the blond one would fail.
Catrina had said a few words of praise, which Voldemort acknowledged gently, for her sake. The entire meeting, Narcissa noticed how Bryson sat rigid beside his wife, clearly uncomfortable with his wifes relationship with Voldemort.
Bellatrix watched the love of her life, with clear adoration in her eyes. It made Narcissa sick.
After the meeting, Catrina had offered Narcissa a room in their mansion. Narcissa would have declined, if it were not for the fact Bellatrix had insisted wildly.
Her sister was already staying with the couple, so why not add another?
While staying at the Mansion for the past few days, Narcissa noted how Catrina run her household. It reminded her of how she was, before losing Lucius and her son's bright future to the shadows.
It was greatly disturbing her how many memories were arising in her.
She'd lived at the Manor quietly, conversing with her sister and Catrina when they had time. She rarely left her room. Her mind was filled with concern for her child and lover.
The evening her son's letter arrived had stirred the fear inside of her. Bellatrix made it worse by taking the situation in stride and marching off to finally tell the Dark Lord of the engagement. Narcissa and Catrina had followed the old hag to the Dark Lord's hideout. Bryson, not too fond of seeing the scary snake man more then necessary had opted to stay behind, kissing Catrina on the forehead and begging her to be careful.
Narcissa felt a pang of jealousy. She missed Lucius.
What the saw in front of them now, was not it. Not at all. It looked even more dark and gloomier then before.
"Tsk. Tsk. What a cliche. The Death Eaters living in a scary sanctuary."
Catrina chuckled lightly. Narcissa raised a thin brow and Catrina gave an apologetic smile.
"I suppose we should enter now, right?"
"No, we're just going to stand out here all day."
"Oh." Catrina smirked. "Come on, Cissy." She grabbed the younger woman's thin wrist and began tugging her up the path to the Manor.
When they finally reached the large doors, they noticed how it looked worn, and paint was peeling.
"Oh, they are leaving your house in such a poor condition.." Catrina said quietly, gentling touching the peeling paint.
Narcissa frowned prettily. "It was like this since before they came." Catrina blushed, and was about to apologize before the door was opened, revealing the grinning Bellatrix.
"Oh, loves! Come in and see the Great Dark Lord himself, won't you?"
"Of course!" Catrina said happily, linking arms with Bellatrix. Narcissa followed behind them cautiously, slightly annoyed with the two chirpy witches in front of her. Her blue eyes scanned the oh so familiar walls as they continued deeper within the Manor.
Eventually, they had made it to the Dining Hall. Lord Voldemort sat at the head of the fancy table, making Narcissa cringe. Lucius usually sat there.
He wore a delighted smirk, his eyes trained on the three withces. Bellatrix gracefully approached him, bowing with a beautifully wicked smile, that only she could smile. Catrina followed after her, curtsying. Narcissa stayed on the other side of the room standing tall and trying her best to look fearless.
Voldemort kissed the hands of his beautiful minions, making them giggle. Narcissa almost gagged.
The Snake Lord laid his slit eyes on her own stunning blue. "Aah. The Malfoy Wife." His smirk grew. "It wassss awfully kind of you to lend me your..." He looked around the dusty, but still elegant room. "Humble abode. Why don't you come over here, sssso I may gaze upon your pure beauty."
Narcissa's eyes turned cold. "I, unlike some, am faithful to my husband. As for the Manor, it was the least I could do."
Bellatrix glared as Catrina pouted. Voldemort's eyes hardened somewhat. "Bella, what isss it you wanted to tell me?"
Bellatrix's glare disappeared as she happily turned her attention to Voldemort. Her dark lidded eyes fluttered.
"Oh, my Lord, you will be most pleased." She said in a silky voice. Narcissa and Catrina watched Bellatrix intently. The woman always had a way with words, and captivating people.
"You must know Catrina's daughter, Hermione, yes? The one who's friends with the Potter, curse him for eternity, the bookworm girl? My Goddaughter?" Catrina gave Bellatrix a look, but let Voldemort reply.
"Yesss. The sssame girl who will lead me to ultimate power? Go on."
Bellatrix grinned. "Well, when my precious Goddaughter was born, I put a spell on her to ensure her ranking among the pureblood society."
Voldemort looked slightly amused, as he motioned for her to continue.
"That particular spell is the arranged marriage spell. Amas Veritas, you know the one. True Love."
Voldemort's head whipped to Narcissa, who stiffened.
"Malfoy, thisss was how you married Luciusss, yesss?"
Narcissa nodded. Voldemort looked back at Bellatrix curiously. "Who, may I asssk, isss her betrothed?"
"Well, my Lord, this is the good part. It is Draco Malfoy." Voldemort nodded, and looked deep in thought. Catrina bit her lip anxiously, as fear rose in Narcissa.
"Good thinking Bellatrix. Malfoyssss do have persuasion ssskillsss we will need to get her. Plusss, the family issss pureblood." Voldemort smiled his creepy smile that made babies cry.
"I sssuppose its also a sssstunt to keep the Malfoysss in power, asss well, then?" Narcissa looked away, embarassed.
Bellatrix just smirked. "Why, of course, my Lord. Maybe, since we've done this little favor for you, you could...?"
Voldemort was about to speak, before Catrina said. "He'll do it. Right, my Lord? I mean, you want My daughter and my support, don't you?"
Voldemort smiled even more, if possible. "Why, what conniving little witchesss you three are. Gemsss in my crown." He looked pointedly at Narcissa, who's eyes were now shining with hope. "Now, what isss it you want, Malfoy?"
Narcissa gulped. "My Lord, if possible, could you get Lucius out of...Azkaban...and D-draco..."
"And Draco?" Voldemort asked, now standing.
Narcissa looked up at him, her eyes meeting his slits. "And Draco. I would like it if you found someone else to perform the deed."
Voldemort's eyes flared. "How dare you-" Catrina gently put a hand on Voldemort's shoulder.
"My Lord, I think that is not too much to ask, for what they are offering." Catrina smiled assuringly at him, which seemed to calm the snake man.
"Aah, the ever graciousssly kind Catrina." He said, turning his full attention to the lovely witch. "The deadly, yet innocently ssssweet Catrina. Sssslayer of many a wizard. Envy of many a witch." Catrina giggled, as Bellatrix pouted from lack of attention.
"They wrote thisss about you." He murmured, sniffing the chocolate hair cascading over her shoulders. "It'sss a fact, now."
Bellatrix let out a whine. Voldemort looked over his shoulder boredly at her. "You are disssmissssed." He said in a dangerous tone.
"B-but, my Lord-"
"I sssaid DISSSMISSSSSED! You have your two wishesss, now leave me be with thisss lovely creature."
Bellatrix locked eyes with Cat, before turning away and walking towards her sister, who was frozen in place. Narcissa felt like a little girl again. She watched with wide eyes as Voldemort caressed her darling Cat and whispered in her ear. She saw the vacant expression in Cat's eyes.
And she saw how they lit up when Voldemort drew back to look at her.
Narcissa trembled slightly. It was deja vu, this had happened when-
"Let's go, Cissy. Catrina will be returning later tonight." She grabbed onto Narcissa's arm and tugged her away from the sight.
"What are we to tell Bryson?" Narcissa asked shakily. Bellatrix shrugged. "Bryson should be used to it, Cissy. It's Cat. Loyal to one person, only. That person is not Bryson, not me, or you. Not even her own daughter. It's always been him."
Narcissa closed her eyes, regaining her composure. "I suppose your right, Belly." She thought of Catrina. She always had one love. It was always Voldemort. She grew up learning to worship him, and somewhere in her head learned to love him. She was only with Bryson...well, no one but Bellatrix and Catrina really knew why.
"Does that make you jealous, Bella?" Narcissa asked quietly as the two walked down the long, narrow driveway.
Bellatrix didn't reply at first. But then, with a smirk, she said, "Does it make you jealous, Narcissa?"
Narcissa frowned, keeping her eyes on the gate. "I asked you first, Belly."
Bellatrix sighed, and kicked at a stray rock.
"Not as much as it used to. Catrina can't help it. The Lord is irresistible." She said in a dreamy voice. Narcissa crinkled her nose.
"Your sick obsession worries me."
Bellatrix cackled, and slapped Narcissa roughly on the back. "Ditto."
Narcissa raised a brow. "What sick obsession do I have?"
Bellatrix raised a finger to her mouth and winked. "Shh. I think it would be better you'd find that out on your own."
Narcissa didn't respond, but looked at her feet. Bellatrix began humming some random tune rather loudly, and Narcissa found it easy to drift off, even as they approached the gate. She thought about her life up until now. She thought about her sister, and her husband. She thought about Draco and her future daughter-in-law. She thought about the muggles that would be killed.
She thought about Bryson. And Snape. And Dumbledore.
She thought about Cat. For once, Narcissa wished that she wasn't the loyal one. She wished that she could be free of the burden of Slytherin house, and the Malfoy family, the Black family. Even her friends had her bound by loyalty. It was a wonder she wasn't a Gryffindor, or some other equally cheesy house.
She didn't want to be loyal, for the ones she was loyal to weren't the best of people. With a small sigh, Narcissa accepted that she was, forever loyal to the Dark Side and would not be seeing the Light anytime soon.
"Cissy, don't worry about Draco and Hermione too much. I know our fate is riding on Draco's shoulders, but hey, he's doing the one thing he's good at."
"What, sucking up?"
"No, the other thing he's good at."
"Hm? What would that be, my dear sister?" Narcissa said in a slightly playful tone.
"Let's just say, whatever your spoiled little prince wants..."
"He gets." Narcissa finished with a slight smirk. "Just like the pony...JUST like the pony."
"Honestly, why would you get him that? Isn't Lucius allergic?" Bellatrix asked, as the went through the gate and towards their limo.
"Well, it's a funny story, actually. You see, Draco had been reading a book about horses that Mum had gotten him, and to my suprise, he said he wanted one so he could be like the hero in the story. I thought it was absolutely adorable, but Lucius would not have it, waving his allergies in our faces."
Bellatrix rolled her eyes. "Yes, yes, those get in the way. Continue."
"I ended up getting him the horse, and making him take a little photo shoot with it. After about a week of hiding it from Lucius, Draco got bored of it. It was also around that time I found the horse was non-refundable. No one would buy it, either. I was left with no options but to continue to hide it until it died. Lucius found out after a few weeks and was livid."
Bellatrix chuckled. "I think he would be. I hope he broke out in hives."
Narcissa nodded. "He did. But we kept the thing, because Draco used those heart stopping grey eyes on us. But, he had to promise to take care of it on his own and keep it away from Lucius."
"So, what happened to it, Cissy?"
"Draco forgot to feed it after he got the puppy. It died, the poor thing."
"Oh. How fun."
Narcissa rolled her eyes, a smile tugging at her lips.
"Hopefully this girl is nothing like the horse phase."
"Yeah, we'd be in trouble if Draco forgot to feed her and she ended up dying."
"Not exactly what I meant..."
TBC
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