Title: Alls Fair in Love and War
Dedication: Jessica
Warnings: Dramatic? The title is almost ironic.
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Chapter 3
"She is the rain,
Waits in it for you.
Finds blood spotting her legs
From the long ride."
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Candlelight flickered dreamily throughout the halls which echoed with distant cries. Still on the floor feeling lost and alone, lay a hump covered with long blonde locks. Slowly, calmly, and gracefully the figure began to rise, only to lean harshly against a nearby chair. A shaking hand quickly brushed strands of hair from tear-filled eyes, rolling down her cheek to feel the bruise. Narcissa stood carefully, trembling hands gripping to the fireplace mantle. Her sharp blue eyes wandered upward to the mirror, wincing to the black and purple bruise which was forming around and below the left eye. The swelling would go done with a cool compress, she thought however finding her way to the bathroom sink was another story. With a long tired sigh, Narcissa clamped tightly to her books and began to the long walk up to the dormitories.
Silence filled the hall outside the girls room, light flickering over the dull painted walls. The crackling of fires from behind doors echoed off the floors which creaked and moaned. There was only one figure out of her room, walking about the narrow hallway. Narcissa trembled softly, pushing away tears, forcing on a smile. Before opening the door, she swept several strands of hair over her left eye and nodded in reassurance. 'Just tell them your tired, your going straight to bed.' Narcissa thought while opening the door with another nod.
The room held a light air, dim candles flickering. Most were chattering about nothing of great importance, others pouring themselves over their latest paper. No one hushed as Narcissa entered or turned from their prior engagements. With a sigh of relief, she darted quickly to her bed where comfort and safety could be found. Across the room sat Lydia and her usual crowd of girls but as she stood they dispersed. Quietly she crept across the floor making little noise in hopes of surprising Narcissa. "Fine then Narci, don't say hello or acknowledge that there's a room full of people." Lydia said, leaning against Narcissa's bed post with crossed arms. A light jump filled the air as Narcissa continued to keep her back to Lydia.
"Sorry, didn't mean to come off rude. I'm just tired."
"Tired? Not surprising, I mean the classes today were rather boring and practice was just as. Speaking of which, where in the bloody 'ell were you Narcissa? You promised to come and watch me make a fool of myself." A grin was present as Lydia leaned forward, her expression becoming more questioning. "Something wrong Narcissa, you look paler than usual."
"Oh sorry about that, I fell a little pre occupied. I'm fine, honest, just very tired." Narcissa replied with a meek smile while brushing more strands forward.
"There's no use lying Narcissa, you can't fool me. So something's wrong and you don't want to tell me, I understand. I mean, I'm just your best friend in the entire world Its not like I could be of any help." Lydia retorted with a pathetic sigh while leaning back on the post. "I just wanted to help because were friends and I don't like seeing you all gloomy and depressed." Narcissa sighed, turning to take a seat on the bed. Her head hung low and tired, eyes downcast. Gently a hand swept across her left side revealing the rather swollen eye and cheek. Lydia gasped taking a seat next to Narcissa, hand resting on her shoulder. "Narci, what the hell happened? Who did this to you?"
"Lucius." Narcissa replied while brushing tears away with trembling fingers. Lydia leapt to her feet, pacing quickly in front of Narcissa's bed.
"That damn bastard, Ill wring his neck I will! Is it because of you and Travis? Daddy's boy a little jealous? King Ego afraid of some competition?! I have the right mind to go hunt that dolt down and give him a piece of me. What nerve!" Lydia scowled while continuing to pace. Narcissa sighed and flopped over to her side, pulling tired legs onto the bed.
"I'm not sure what to do Lydia. If I stay with Travis, who knows what Lucius will do, but I don't know how id feel without having him to care for me." Narcissa said in a low, dreary tone.
"Don't give into the dolt, that cretin! If Lucius thinks he has power over you Narcissa, things will never get any better. Forget what he did and if he said anything, forget that too. Let Lucius know he doesn't own or control you." Lydia replied practically screaming with arms in the air before she sat down at the edge of Narcissa's bed. "Its like the saying goes Narcissa, 'Alls fair in love and war'. Just keep strong and ignore Lord Power trip." Lydia replied in a strong, firm voice while gripping a hand to Narcissa's shoulder. "If he ever hits you again, so help me."
"Please calm down Lydia, I hate it when my life gets yours all riled up. I promise not to take his words to heart but Travis, that's another story. Its not fair in this war to put his life in danger. Malfoy is insane, what he did to me doesn't even begin to describe how much anger that guy can build up. He's completely mental and its not fair to make Travis suffer over mine and Lucius' current relationship."
"So your going to just give up because of that nutter?"
"Its not just Malfoy, Lydia, its everything! If my parents were to find out about this, they'd literally kill me. I really don't want to talk about this right now, I just want to get some sleep, its been a long day and I'm spent." Lydia simply nodded slowly while standing, leaving Narcissa to stretch out and roll on her back. She sighed while pulling the curtain across her bed, deciding not to change into bed wear.
Hours ticked by, fading and dieing into the night. Around what felt like one o'clock, Narcissa's eyes soon drifted shut. However soon enough the girl was awake and sitting up on her bed in deep sobs. Another restless night filled with tears and angry thrashes. The weak blonde leapt from her bed across the silent bedroom into the hall. A shaking hand quickly pulled the wash room door open as Narcissa ran inside, instantly becoming sick when reaching the sink. Tears and pounding fists crashed against the marble as the girl slipped slowly to the ground, fingers scratching against the wood cabinets. The body curled close onto the wall, face onto knees. She was crying again, always crying, always crying for no reason it felt. Moments later Narcissa used the counter to pull her frail body to its legs, eyes searching upward to the mirror. Quivering hands reached down, lifting her shirt half way. Ribs could be seen through skin along with a perfectly concave stomach. Upon seeing this, Narcissa fell into another frenzy. "No, Lydia's wrong. Not all is fair in love and war." She said through sobs while turning to pound angered fists on the wall, her body again slipping onto the tile floor below.
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Chapter 3
"She is the rain,
Waits in it for you.
Finds blood spotting her legs
From the long ride."
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Candlelight flickered dreamily throughout the halls which echoed with distant cries. Still on the floor feeling lost and alone, lay a hump covered with long blonde locks. Slowly, calmly, and gracefully the figure began to rise, only to lean harshly against a nearby chair. A shaking hand quickly brushed strands of hair from tear-filled eyes, rolling down her cheek to feel the bruise. Narcissa stood carefully, trembling hands gripping to the fireplace mantle. Her sharp blue eyes wandered upward to the mirror, wincing to the black and purple bruise which was forming around and below the left eye. The swelling would go done with a cool compress, she thought however finding her way to the bathroom sink was another story. With a long tired sigh, Narcissa clamped tightly to her books and began to the long walk up to the dormitories.
Silence filled the hall outside the girls room, light flickering over the dull painted walls. The crackling of fires from behind doors echoed off the floors which creaked and moaned. There was only one figure out of her room, walking about the narrow hallway. Narcissa trembled softly, pushing away tears, forcing on a smile. Before opening the door, she swept several strands of hair over her left eye and nodded in reassurance. 'Just tell them your tired, your going straight to bed.' Narcissa thought while opening the door with another nod.
The room held a light air, dim candles flickering. Most were chattering about nothing of great importance, others pouring themselves over their latest paper. No one hushed as Narcissa entered or turned from their prior engagements. With a sigh of relief, she darted quickly to her bed where comfort and safety could be found. Across the room sat Lydia and her usual crowd of girls but as she stood they dispersed. Quietly she crept across the floor making little noise in hopes of surprising Narcissa. "Fine then Narci, don't say hello or acknowledge that there's a room full of people." Lydia said, leaning against Narcissa's bed post with crossed arms. A light jump filled the air as Narcissa continued to keep her back to Lydia.
"Sorry, didn't mean to come off rude. I'm just tired."
"Tired? Not surprising, I mean the classes today were rather boring and practice was just as. Speaking of which, where in the bloody 'ell were you Narcissa? You promised to come and watch me make a fool of myself." A grin was present as Lydia leaned forward, her expression becoming more questioning. "Something wrong Narcissa, you look paler than usual."
"Oh sorry about that, I fell a little pre occupied. I'm fine, honest, just very tired." Narcissa replied with a meek smile while brushing more strands forward.
"There's no use lying Narcissa, you can't fool me. So something's wrong and you don't want to tell me, I understand. I mean, I'm just your best friend in the entire world Its not like I could be of any help." Lydia retorted with a pathetic sigh while leaning back on the post. "I just wanted to help because were friends and I don't like seeing you all gloomy and depressed." Narcissa sighed, turning to take a seat on the bed. Her head hung low and tired, eyes downcast. Gently a hand swept across her left side revealing the rather swollen eye and cheek. Lydia gasped taking a seat next to Narcissa, hand resting on her shoulder. "Narci, what the hell happened? Who did this to you?"
"Lucius." Narcissa replied while brushing tears away with trembling fingers. Lydia leapt to her feet, pacing quickly in front of Narcissa's bed.
"That damn bastard, Ill wring his neck I will! Is it because of you and Travis? Daddy's boy a little jealous? King Ego afraid of some competition?! I have the right mind to go hunt that dolt down and give him a piece of me. What nerve!" Lydia scowled while continuing to pace. Narcissa sighed and flopped over to her side, pulling tired legs onto the bed.
"I'm not sure what to do Lydia. If I stay with Travis, who knows what Lucius will do, but I don't know how id feel without having him to care for me." Narcissa said in a low, dreary tone.
"Don't give into the dolt, that cretin! If Lucius thinks he has power over you Narcissa, things will never get any better. Forget what he did and if he said anything, forget that too. Let Lucius know he doesn't own or control you." Lydia replied practically screaming with arms in the air before she sat down at the edge of Narcissa's bed. "Its like the saying goes Narcissa, 'Alls fair in love and war'. Just keep strong and ignore Lord Power trip." Lydia replied in a strong, firm voice while gripping a hand to Narcissa's shoulder. "If he ever hits you again, so help me."
"Please calm down Lydia, I hate it when my life gets yours all riled up. I promise not to take his words to heart but Travis, that's another story. Its not fair in this war to put his life in danger. Malfoy is insane, what he did to me doesn't even begin to describe how much anger that guy can build up. He's completely mental and its not fair to make Travis suffer over mine and Lucius' current relationship."
"So your going to just give up because of that nutter?"
"Its not just Malfoy, Lydia, its everything! If my parents were to find out about this, they'd literally kill me. I really don't want to talk about this right now, I just want to get some sleep, its been a long day and I'm spent." Lydia simply nodded slowly while standing, leaving Narcissa to stretch out and roll on her back. She sighed while pulling the curtain across her bed, deciding not to change into bed wear.
Hours ticked by, fading and dieing into the night. Around what felt like one o'clock, Narcissa's eyes soon drifted shut. However soon enough the girl was awake and sitting up on her bed in deep sobs. Another restless night filled with tears and angry thrashes. The weak blonde leapt from her bed across the silent bedroom into the hall. A shaking hand quickly pulled the wash room door open as Narcissa ran inside, instantly becoming sick when reaching the sink. Tears and pounding fists crashed against the marble as the girl slipped slowly to the ground, fingers scratching against the wood cabinets. The body curled close onto the wall, face onto knees. She was crying again, always crying, always crying for no reason it felt. Moments later Narcissa used the counter to pull her frail body to its legs, eyes searching upward to the mirror. Quivering hands reached down, lifting her shirt half way. Ribs could be seen through skin along with a perfectly concave stomach. Upon seeing this, Narcissa fell into another frenzy. "No, Lydia's wrong. Not all is fair in love and war." She said through sobs while turning to pound angered fists on the wall, her body again slipping onto the tile floor below.