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Quick note: This chapter is heavy exposition, very scarce dialogue. The first chapter was just to get into it...this chapter sets the tone for the rest of the story. Enjoy!!!
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Chapter Two: Narcissa's Dilemma
Narcissa Malfoy stormed back into the manor absolutely infuriated by her husband. Regardless of what he would try to have his parents think, Draco was still very much a child. He needed understanding and guidance form them, not harshness and inconsideration! Narcissa hadn't exactly been the best mother to Draco in his teen years and she knew this. She even hated her self for this. Every time she looked at him, her heart ached. She was shaken to her very core and she didn't want to deal with it anymore.
She walked into her study, which was off of her library, and went to her desk. In between the piles of books and unanswered mail sat a letter she had been trying to write for several months. Ever since the day she realized what path she wanted to take in life.
Her life had seemed to change about a year ago. She had been sitting in this very room when her thoughts landed on her cousin, Sirius Black. Sirius and she had never been on the best of terms, but in all her years she had never once thought of hurting him or those dear to him and she knew in her heart he felt the same for her. Her husband however was in the frame of mind that her ties to him, through marriage vows, were much stronger thane the one that Narcissa had forged with her family. Oh how deadly wrong Lucius was.
Narcissa would die before she gave up a member of her blood to the likes of her husband's acquaintances, or to the likes of her husband for that matter. That was why she had sent Faith away when she was only twelve years old, only seeing her on holidays. Draco hadn't seen her since then and he was only ten at the time and he would never write to her. Narcissa knew the minute that she held Faith in her arms that she could change everything. She knew that Faith could save her form this life. She just knew.
Narcissa had come to the truth that the only way for her daughter to escape the life that Lucius would no doubt enslave her to was to get her away from the manor the first chance she had. That chance had presented itself in the form of a school. Durmstang had been her daughter's salvation. There was some irony in that. Dark wizards had been entwined with the school from the very beginning of its history. It had been luck that an old friend of the Black family, the only decent friend of the Black family, had been assigned to the school.
She had reported to Narcissa that there were several other undercover wizards there and only a handful of Dark Wizards were left. It was almost completely overturned, unbeknownst to the Dark Powers, as well as much of the Ministry. Narcissa knew that Faith would be safe there and had told Lucius that she wanted Faith to attend there instead of Hogwarts. And she informed him that she wouldn't be taking no as an answer. He had no choice but to give in. The only catch was that HE would be in charge of raising Draco if Narcissa insisted on sending her daughter to another school.
Narcissa glanced at the letter. She wondered if she would ever be able to send it. She wondered if she really wanted to send it or if she was only having a temporary lap in judgment. If she were to send this letter, Faith would be back at the manor before the Hogwarts express left Platform nine and three quarters that September. She had been corresponding with the headmaster and he would accept Faith into Hogwarts without any question about the mother's change in preference. But was that what she wanted?
If Faith were to rejoin the manor what would Lucius put her through? How would Draco react? Would Faith hate her for it? Faith had adjusted so well to life outside the manor that it would be terribly hard for her to cope. She enjoyed her life so much that Narcissa worried that Faith may hate her forever if she was taken away from the life she knew.
Then there was the second scenario. She came back to the manor and Faith changes...for the worse. Faith may very well follow in the steps of Lucius Malfoy, be best friends with ever Slytherin ever born and become a support of the Dark Ways. Narcissa didn't think she could handle that. Draco didn't get on well with Lucius but it was very clear that he would be following him in his ways. Everyday it was evident what he was going to be doing in only a few years. Narcissa wouldn't be able to go on feigning contentment if Faith were the same.
But there was always the thought in the back of her mind that if Faith came home everything would be the way she wanted. Faith would be her salvation, make her life livable until Narcissa could do something to change it. She would give Narcissa the support she needed to finally bring Lucius down and save her son in the mean time.
And thought pushed her to her decision. If there was hope, even the slightest little hope that things could work out with her daughter- Narcissa had to bring her home. And that was that. Narcissa sat down at her desk and took up her quill.
She sat in deep thought for a few moments. The words had to be just right. This was one of the most important letters that she would ever write. If one word was off a little bit, the headmaster, a Dark Wizard, would know that something was rotten at Malfoy Manor. And then he would alert Lucius that he had suspicions about her. No one in her husband's circle truly trusted Narcissa, she didn't blame them. She was surprised that they hadn't caught on sooner. It had only been within the past few years that they had begun to think that Narcissa wasn't exactly a team player.
When she finished the letter she read it about a hundred times. She folded it and unfolded it to reread it again. When she finally folded it and put wax on it she was positive that it was perfect. Narcissa clutched it to her heart saying a silent prayer to the gods above that it would bring her daughter to her safely.
She made her way up to the tallest tower, where she kept her owls. She searched until she came upon the fastest one she had. A sleek grey owl named Levokari that cost a pretty Knut at market, but he had proven to be worth it on several occasions. She carefully fastened the epistle to the bird's leg. Levokari tried to take off right away, knowing the drill but Narcissa wouldn't let go.
"Hush now Levokari, hush." She cooed to the excited owl.
She over it once more in her head. But there was nothing to go over any more. Narcissa Malfoy had reached the point of no return, if she let go of the bird with the letter still on his leg she would have to go all the way. She would have to turn on her husband and all that she thought she held dear. If she let go of this bird her course was set and walking it would be harder then choosing it.
Almost hopeless, Narcissa closed her eyes and let go. When she opened them, her bird was no were in sight and it had begun. She had just set events in motion that she would be unable to unset. This was it, and it was terrifying. Almost hopeless Narcissa made her way down the many stairs back to her haven, back to her library.
Almost hopeless, Narcissa waited for the letter to reach her daughter.
Almost hopeless, Narcissa waited for hope.
Finis
So, who'd I do? Please let me know with your reviews. Thank you muchly!
Quick note: This chapter is heavy exposition, very scarce dialogue. The first chapter was just to get into it...this chapter sets the tone for the rest of the story. Enjoy!!!
FIC ME!!!
Chapter Two: Narcissa's Dilemma
Narcissa Malfoy stormed back into the manor absolutely infuriated by her husband. Regardless of what he would try to have his parents think, Draco was still very much a child. He needed understanding and guidance form them, not harshness and inconsideration! Narcissa hadn't exactly been the best mother to Draco in his teen years and she knew this. She even hated her self for this. Every time she looked at him, her heart ached. She was shaken to her very core and she didn't want to deal with it anymore.
She walked into her study, which was off of her library, and went to her desk. In between the piles of books and unanswered mail sat a letter she had been trying to write for several months. Ever since the day she realized what path she wanted to take in life.
Her life had seemed to change about a year ago. She had been sitting in this very room when her thoughts landed on her cousin, Sirius Black. Sirius and she had never been on the best of terms, but in all her years she had never once thought of hurting him or those dear to him and she knew in her heart he felt the same for her. Her husband however was in the frame of mind that her ties to him, through marriage vows, were much stronger thane the one that Narcissa had forged with her family. Oh how deadly wrong Lucius was.
Narcissa would die before she gave up a member of her blood to the likes of her husband's acquaintances, or to the likes of her husband for that matter. That was why she had sent Faith away when she was only twelve years old, only seeing her on holidays. Draco hadn't seen her since then and he was only ten at the time and he would never write to her. Narcissa knew the minute that she held Faith in her arms that she could change everything. She knew that Faith could save her form this life. She just knew.
Narcissa had come to the truth that the only way for her daughter to escape the life that Lucius would no doubt enslave her to was to get her away from the manor the first chance she had. That chance had presented itself in the form of a school. Durmstang had been her daughter's salvation. There was some irony in that. Dark wizards had been entwined with the school from the very beginning of its history. It had been luck that an old friend of the Black family, the only decent friend of the Black family, had been assigned to the school.
She had reported to Narcissa that there were several other undercover wizards there and only a handful of Dark Wizards were left. It was almost completely overturned, unbeknownst to the Dark Powers, as well as much of the Ministry. Narcissa knew that Faith would be safe there and had told Lucius that she wanted Faith to attend there instead of Hogwarts. And she informed him that she wouldn't be taking no as an answer. He had no choice but to give in. The only catch was that HE would be in charge of raising Draco if Narcissa insisted on sending her daughter to another school.
Narcissa glanced at the letter. She wondered if she would ever be able to send it. She wondered if she really wanted to send it or if she was only having a temporary lap in judgment. If she were to send this letter, Faith would be back at the manor before the Hogwarts express left Platform nine and three quarters that September. She had been corresponding with the headmaster and he would accept Faith into Hogwarts without any question about the mother's change in preference. But was that what she wanted?
If Faith were to rejoin the manor what would Lucius put her through? How would Draco react? Would Faith hate her for it? Faith had adjusted so well to life outside the manor that it would be terribly hard for her to cope. She enjoyed her life so much that Narcissa worried that Faith may hate her forever if she was taken away from the life she knew.
Then there was the second scenario. She came back to the manor and Faith changes...for the worse. Faith may very well follow in the steps of Lucius Malfoy, be best friends with ever Slytherin ever born and become a support of the Dark Ways. Narcissa didn't think she could handle that. Draco didn't get on well with Lucius but it was very clear that he would be following him in his ways. Everyday it was evident what he was going to be doing in only a few years. Narcissa wouldn't be able to go on feigning contentment if Faith were the same.
But there was always the thought in the back of her mind that if Faith came home everything would be the way she wanted. Faith would be her salvation, make her life livable until Narcissa could do something to change it. She would give Narcissa the support she needed to finally bring Lucius down and save her son in the mean time.
And thought pushed her to her decision. If there was hope, even the slightest little hope that things could work out with her daughter- Narcissa had to bring her home. And that was that. Narcissa sat down at her desk and took up her quill.
She sat in deep thought for a few moments. The words had to be just right. This was one of the most important letters that she would ever write. If one word was off a little bit, the headmaster, a Dark Wizard, would know that something was rotten at Malfoy Manor. And then he would alert Lucius that he had suspicions about her. No one in her husband's circle truly trusted Narcissa, she didn't blame them. She was surprised that they hadn't caught on sooner. It had only been within the past few years that they had begun to think that Narcissa wasn't exactly a team player.
When she finished the letter she read it about a hundred times. She folded it and unfolded it to reread it again. When she finally folded it and put wax on it she was positive that it was perfect. Narcissa clutched it to her heart saying a silent prayer to the gods above that it would bring her daughter to her safely.
She made her way up to the tallest tower, where she kept her owls. She searched until she came upon the fastest one she had. A sleek grey owl named Levokari that cost a pretty Knut at market, but he had proven to be worth it on several occasions. She carefully fastened the epistle to the bird's leg. Levokari tried to take off right away, knowing the drill but Narcissa wouldn't let go.
"Hush now Levokari, hush." She cooed to the excited owl.
She over it once more in her head. But there was nothing to go over any more. Narcissa Malfoy had reached the point of no return, if she let go of the bird with the letter still on his leg she would have to go all the way. She would have to turn on her husband and all that she thought she held dear. If she let go of this bird her course was set and walking it would be harder then choosing it.
Almost hopeless, Narcissa closed her eyes and let go. When she opened them, her bird was no were in sight and it had begun. She had just set events in motion that she would be unable to unset. This was it, and it was terrifying. Almost hopeless Narcissa made her way down the many stairs back to her haven, back to her library.
Almost hopeless, Narcissa waited for the letter to reach her daughter.
Almost hopeless, Narcissa waited for hope.
Finis
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