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Chapter seven ~ Misery in High Places.
Narcissa's Diary.
The news thudded down on me like a ton of bricks. I couldn't breath with the pain, the fear, never had I felt more alone, more vulnerable, more like a puppet in one of Lucius' sick little games. This time I was alone.
I stared across the table at Draco, he showed no sign of remorse, but why should he? He was a Malfoy, he didn't know his real father. Well I did, and I loved him, more then I have ever loved anything in this world.
Lucius brought the news. Sirius Black had died at the Ministry of Magic, Bellatrix had killed him.
My family have always destroyed everything good thing in my life, and I have watched them. but this time they had gone too far, my sister had killed the only thing I was living for.
Sirius had always been there, when I was born, he was there, ready to rescue me from the rest of the black clan. When I went to school he was there, to comfort me, to support me, to love me, as I had never been loved before.
What Sirius and I had, it was something magical, something special, something that other couples barely touched. There was something between us, it ached when we were apart and hurt when we were together. For I loved Sirius so much, that it hurt to breath, I was so happy when I was with him.
His death at the hands of my sister was the worse thing I had ever had to suffer.
Even though I had not seen him for over ten years, the thought of him no longer being, was enough to send me into tears for days. Draco and Lucius did not notice my melancholy, I would not expect them too.
But I will not stand it, I will not be his puppet. How many times have I said that and then done nothing about it? But this I mean it, I will fight back. My sister shall not get away with what she has done, and nor shall Lucius. I shall get them back. They shall pay.
But maybe it is not entirely their fault, I shouldn't have waited, now I have waited to long. Wasted too much precious time, I shall never my Padfoot again, because I waited to long.
I have a plan.
Lucius asked me why I cried. "You shed tears for that mudblood loving, traitor? And yet when your husband is caught, you have no one tear to spare." He remarked coldly. "For he is, or should I say was, a traitor, a lonely traitor. The look of horror on his face when Bellatrix beat him, I shall remember as one of the high moments in my life." He walked off.
But it didn't matter any more, nothing Lucius said could hurt me, never again would I let his silky voice and biting manner hurt me, never again!
For I have a plan.
