A/N Okay so originally my story finished at the end of the last chapter. But I have decided to tie up a few loose ends as it were. So this is the final chapter, please read and review. . .I might even give you a cookie. . .
Chapter Nine ~ Loose Ends.
Lucius returned home that day and found the body of his son, beside his wife's. The bitterness and anger coursed through his body, making his temper bubble. He despised his wife, it was true she had taken from him the one thing that really mattered. He sank down on to the chair, and ran his hands through Draco's hair.
His eyes were caught by a book that lay flat on the ground, it appeared as though it had fallen from Narcissa's open hand. He picked it up and read the title.
Narcissa's Diary.
The pages appeared before him, he read her words with disgust, but his heart softened slightly, until he reached the last few pages. Narcissa had killed Draco.
"Bitch!" He yelled, throwing the book into the licking flames.
He then took it on himself to alert her family. The Blacks mourned little for their youngest, she had a been a black sheep from the start. However, there was one Black remaining who cared. Andromeda sat alone in her loft apartment, void of any furniture except a lumpy bed, and cried. Narcissa was gone.
She thought back to the pleasant memories of the ten year old, how her sister was when she was untouched by Lucius Malfoy. He had destroyed her, inside and then out.
Poor Narcissa, she was just a lonely little girl, and this was her final revenge on the world that had deprived of her love, and life.
"You're with Sirius now." Andromeda cried, as she knelt beside the grave. "I just wish I could have gone with you." She sniffed, and gave an odd smile. "At least the three of you are together, you, Draco and Sirius, how it should have been from the start." Her fingers worked their way along the stone. She laughed and shook her head. "You were once a strong person Narcissa, what happened to you? I know what happened, the Malfoy's happened, that's what. They destroyed my sister." She said, the tears leaving her eyes, she sniffed again. "But I'll get back at 'em if it's the last thing I ever do."
She pushed herself up from the ground and stepped back. She surveyed the grave from her position and shrugged. "But let's face it, it was never a Match Made In Heaven, was it?" And with that she walked away into the distant, to continue the fight against the Dark Lord. Narcissa was just one of millions of victims.
A/N okay that is officially the end. . .please what you thought. Love it? Hate it? Just press that dinky purple button and let me know! Thanks.
