Material Girl
Reviewer thanking!
Mrs Norton(Spunkz): Lol! Um, Okay. :) I didn't actually base Charles on anyone. :\ Although I for some reason imagined him to look like this picture of Winston Churchill in a Horrible History book. Lol!
Shannon: I'm glad you like it. :) I'll hopefully be writing more often.
BellethePhilosopher'sCookie: I like that bit too! I don't know what my natural fascination is with characters wanting to poke themselves in the eye!
Kotoko: I'm glad you like it! I will try to write quicker, But thankfully, My summer holidays have started!!! PARTAY!!!
Disclaimers: Most of the characters do not belong to me. Thank you.
(Narcissa's Thoughts are in Brackets.)
The rest of the holidays leaked past slowly. There was a lot more talk of males, such as Lucius Malfoy, than Narcissa would have liked. Her only escape was locking herself in her room. Her room was a large room, painted an odd mix of purple and Green. In the center of the room was a four poster bed, with expensive purple sheets. No one else would go in her room except the house elves and the pristine white cat, Angel.
It was the last night before they set off for Hogwarts. Narcissa decided to pack her bags the muggle way so she had an excuse to lock herself up. Angel was sitting on Narcissa's bed and staring at her.
"What's your problem, cat?" Narcissa smiled scooping up Angel. "You're coming to Hogwarts with me. We'll rule the school." Angel purred in response.
At that moment of time, Bellatrix decided to burst in.
"Quit talking to yourself, Nissa!" she jeered.
"I'm not. I'm talking to the cat." Narcissa scowled indignantly.
"That makes you weirder." Bellatrix smiled jumping on the bed.
"I don't remember letting you in here." Narcissa growled.
"Yeah, Well, I'm older than you. Age overule."
"Are you here for a reason?" Narcissa let the cat jump down onto the floor.
"Mostly to stop you talking to yourself. Also, To ask you if you feel like scaring house elves?" Bellatrix was casually throwing a pillow across the room.
"Why would I want to scare the house elves?" Narcissa scowled.
"For fun. You just hide in the shadows, put on deep voices and threaten them. It's hilarious." Bellatrix smiled.
"That's awfull!" Narcissa shrieked.
"Well, It beats packing!" Bellatrix's usuall gleefull smile faded. She jumped off the bed and stormed out. (Well, It got her out of here atleast.)
(I haven't seen her that mad since Andromeda became prefect. Something's up.) Narcissa started gathering her school books when she had a sudden thought (Sirius starts at Hogwarts. Oh well. Atleast I can call him names like Firstie.) Narcissa never actually hated her little cousin, she just found him terribley annoying and troublesome. But atleast now, she'd have more superiority over him, Especially if he was in Slytherin, which they were certain he would be.
Narcissa shook out of thought and finished packing.
"NARCISSA!!!! IT'S TIME FOR BED!!!!!" she heard Andromeda shout.
(Sometimes, I feel as though she's more of a parental figure than Costosa.) She rolled her eyes and slid into her bed. Angel curled up around her head. (Great. I can Really get to sleep with a cat on my head.) She gently lifted the cat and put her onto the bedside table.
"Hogwarts tommorow. That'll be fun. You can stop me sleeping there." she smiled tapping the cat on the nose.
The cat looked at her unimpressed. Then ran off to Bellatrix's room or somewhere. (Stupid cat. OH well. No problem.)
Sleep seemed difficult with the several times that Bellatrix came in to chat about going back to Hogwarts and the regular visits from Andromeda complaining about the noise. Not to mention the cluttering noises of the house elves riding down the banister. And her parents snores. Basically, Sleep seemed unachievable.
(Hm. Maybe if I try to remember as many potions ingrediants and thier uses as I can, I may fall asleep. I usually do during Professor Malamours lessons.)
Reviewer thanking!
Disclaimers: Most of the characters do not belong to me. Thank you.
(Narcissa's Thoughts are in Brackets.)
The rest of the holidays leaked past slowly. There was a lot more talk of males, such as Lucius Malfoy, than Narcissa would have liked. Her only escape was locking herself in her room. Her room was a large room, painted an odd mix of purple and Green. In the center of the room was a four poster bed, with expensive purple sheets. No one else would go in her room except the house elves and the pristine white cat, Angel.
At that moment of time, Bellatrix decided to burst in.
"Quit talking to yourself, Nissa!" she jeered.
"I'm not. I'm talking to the cat." Narcissa scowled indignantly.
"That makes you weirder." Bellatrix smiled jumping on the bed.
"I don't remember letting you in here." Narcissa growled.
"Yeah, Well, I'm older than you. Age overule."
"Are you here for a reason?" Narcissa let the cat jump down onto the floor.
"Mostly to stop you talking to yourself. Also, To ask you if you feel like scaring house elves?" Bellatrix was casually throwing a pillow across the room.
"Why would I want to scare the house elves?" Narcissa scowled.
"For fun. You just hide in the shadows, put on deep voices and threaten them. It's hilarious." Bellatrix smiled.
"That's awfull!" Narcissa shrieked.
"Well, It beats packing!" Bellatrix's usuall gleefull smile faded. She jumped off the bed and stormed out. (Well, It got her out of here atleast.)
"NARCISSA!!!! IT'S TIME FOR BED!!!!!" she heard Andromeda shout.
(Sometimes, I feel as though she's more of a parental figure than Costosa.) She rolled her eyes and slid into her bed. Angel curled up around her head. (Great. I can Really get to sleep with a cat on my head.) She gently lifted the cat and put her onto the bedside table.
"Hogwarts tommorow. That'll be fun. You can stop me sleeping there." she smiled tapping the cat on the nose.
The cat looked at her unimpressed. Then ran off to Bellatrix's room or somewhere. (Stupid cat. OH well. No problem.)
Sleep seemed difficult with the several times that Bellatrix came in to chat about going back to Hogwarts and the regular visits from Andromeda complaining about the noise. Not to mention the cluttering noises of the house elves riding down the banister. And her parents snores. Basically, Sleep seemed unachievable.
(Hm. Maybe if I try to remember as many potions ingrediants and thier uses as I can, I may fall asleep. I usually do during Professor Malamours lessons.)