Chimera
Summary: What do the Princess, the Vengeance, and the Pariah have in common? Everything. Blackfic.
Disclaimer: Disclaimed.
Author's Note: I wrote this at one-ish yesterday morning. The stupid plotline wouldn't let me sleep 'til I wrote it, so I did. It's…interesting.
Chimera
{Narcissa Malfoy: The Princess}
The fairytales spoke of true love and eternal happiness and the triumph of good over evil, and she believed them, of course, because she was young. Now she's twenty-five and still waiting for her "happily ever after". There's no one around to save her now, no magical spell that will make everything better. The lights go out and the princess screams.
…and all the king's horses and all the king's men cannot put her life back together again.
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{Bellatrix Lestrange: The Vengeance}
She was the Slytherin embodiment, black hair and gray eyes dressed in emerald green and black and blood with a House scarf wound around her neck like a noose. Her thirst for power was enormous and her cunning amazing. Only one thing about her stood out more, and that was hate.
Sirius had ruined everything. The bloodline was tainted now; the Blacks
were no longer pure. And, one day soon, The Vengeance would have her
revenge. She was sure of it.
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{Andromeda Tonks: The Pariah}
Ravenclaw. She could still remember the Hat's shouts and her smiles and her sisters' deadly stares. A Black in Ravenclawwas utterly absurd, but it had happened, and everyone hated her for that.
Her name was slashed out of the family lineage; Bellatrix had been angry one day and had done it. And Andromeda had cried. Three were still three, but not the same three. Andromeda was no longer a Black. She was a pariah now.
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