November 5th, 1997
Chapter Eleven
Narcissa sat in front of the fire place with the note in her hand. Her black barn owl perched on the window in the other side of the room. The newest letter from Severus, and all she could do was smile at his words.
She stood, and began walking to her study. Her feet were fast, and the house was dark. She bumped into someone.
She huffed, and looked up. "Sorry," she said before seeing who it was. She took in notice that it was Lord Voldemort. "I'm so sorry, my Lord," she began apologizing even more.
"It is fine, Narcissa," he told her. "Be careful of where you going." He was standing no less than a foot from her.
"Of course, my Lord."
"Do you know where your sister is? I have some matters I would like to discuss."
"Uh," she said. It made her uncomfortable being so close to him. "N-No. Last I saw of her she was in the den." Without another word he walked off. His presence in her home was almost unbearable. She hated him being there.
She shook her thoughts, and began to the task she set out for. She stopped in front of her study when she saw the light peering out from underneath the door. Slowly she opened the door, and saw Lucius at her desk. She felt her heart fall even more as she saw he was sitting in front of Severus letters. She rushed over to them, and tried to take the letters from the table.
He gripped her wrist, making her deeply inhale from pain. He took the stack of letters in his other hand, as he stood. His face was stone as he looked at her. If she thought being so close to Lord Voldemort scared her, she had been mistaken. He pushed her away and began walking towards the door.
"You are having an affair," he stated. She ran over to him, and struggled to retrieve her love letters. "And your pregnant with his child," he got out, as she grasped for the letters.
"Give me those," she told him. Her fingers wrapped around the letters, but still came back empty handed.
"Who is the Half-Blood Prince?" He asked. Severus had always signed it that in case a situation like this ever happened.
"I will never tell you," she shot. She tried once more for her letters. "Give me them!?" She demanded. He turned around, and she reached around him for her letters. They were all she had of Severus while he was in school. The only thing she had while the two people she loved were gone.
He growled, and pushed her off him, and threw her to the ground. "Get off me, filthy whore," he spat. She hit the ground with a harsh thud, and instantly felt a sharp pain in her stomach. "You want them so bad, here." He threw the letters down at her. "No one is to know of your whoring, and how you have corrupted this family. I don't want you to ruin my family name." He left the room.
She sat herself up from the ground, and gripped her abdomen. She let out a shaky, uneasy, breath. Another stabbing pain ran through her, and she leaned forward letting out a call of pain. She felt underneath her suddenly wet.
"No," she whispered to herself. She reached for her wand, and found that it wasn't in her holster. She tried to think through the pain of where she left it. Carefully, she pulled herself off the ground, and saw a pool of blood from where she had just been sitting. She couldn't believe this was happening.
She tried to, as quickly as she could, to make it to her bedroom. Every few steps she would have to stop because the pain was to overwhelming. Her hair, which was fully down, was sticking to her face from what she believed was sweat. She could only imagine she had a fever.
Finally, she reached her room. She moved over to her dresser, and reached out for her wand. She felt her world spinning around her, and then the ground was taken from underneath her. She collapsed to the ground, and waited as everything around her went black.
